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@hcrv3lles
hcrv3lles ( noun ): independent and selective wallace james harvelle from the cw's supernatural. low to medium activity and a mix of canon/canon divergent. crossover friendly! connected to @hervelle and william harvelle ( @rottenache ) and @shiftergene . love and tortured by ceejay. MINORS & PERSONALS DO NOT INTERACT.
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❛ I'm not tired. ❜ from rosie h.
“yo, yawn one more time for me. i didn't believe you the first time.”
hcrv3lles ( noun ): independent and selective wallace james harvelle from the cw's supernatural. low to medium activity and a mix of canon/canon divergent. crossover friendly! connected to @hervelle and william harvelle ( @rottenache ). love and tortured by ceejay. MINORS & PERSONALS DO NOT INTERACT.
promo credit . . . @lumiiicreates
❛ Bullshit. I know you better than that. ❜ from jo h.
“why don't you believe me? i was just working in here on a car and banged by head so i screamed. nothing to see here, jo."
“That’s a pretty nasty bruise. Want some ice?”
“i barely even feel it, but i think we need to get out of here before those guys come back.”
❝ I may have fucked up. ❞
“define . . . may have.”
"Oh, yeah that's... huh. That's a lot of blood."
“i'm mostly just impressed you made it all the way back here while actively losing that much blood,” wallace commented, continuing to thread the needle through the wound in the other's side. a bottle of some sort of amber liquid sat next to them to help ease the pain a little bit. he had grabbed the first thing he could find at the roadhouse, to be honest. barely even looking at the label and just handed it off before he got to work on patching him up. “so who or what did it to you this time?”
"Wait - you're bleeding."
“no, i . . . i don't know if that's - ” his words trailed off as the pain now started to settle in now that he was sat in the front of the other's car. okay, so maybe it was his blood after all. “. . . nothing that can't be patched up.”
ben's movements are fluid in the way that it's instinctual, muscle memory down to his core, bringing in the blonde to a close hug, embracing wallace with a heavy sigh like in this nightmare, he was given a rare moment of hope. one of his hands slide from wallace's back to cup the harvelle's jaw, unbeknownst to him if it curls forth pain than it does comfort like it would have just as he had seen the man a few days prior. ben doesn't think about where he could be in all of this, about his presence in the world, only that if the world ends, wallace survives even that. there's a proud chuckle that drifts through his brims at the thought, giving wallace's cheek a soft pat. "i should'a known you'd survive this mess, you cockroach." he says it with a teasing bite, a smile that 'dons on his otherwise war torn countenance, almost only aware of half of the conversation, instead of the gravity of the situation.
"raziel, the angel that's tied to odessa" ben explains immediately, albeit in a low whisper, as if unsure who others should be listening to their conversation, used to hiding the truth from strangers; not letting them in. "you, ah.. got somewhere we can talk? feels like we got an audience." ben swallows thickly as he throws a pointed gaze around, confused expression bleeding on the people's faces when they look onto the couple. something akin to distrust starts to bleed into the air as well, so thick even ben can pick up on it, as the confused expression turns to mild glares that folds onto wallace, and the shiver that dances along ben's spine now is akin to the same feeling he gets when he builds himself for a fight; he wants to punch anyone who dares to look at the blonde in such a way.
but for the sake of keeping the peace, ben chooses to bite his tongue and instead pull wallace back up the slope of the hill, away from the prying gazes, ben's confusion building in his own countenance. "jeez, they act like they've seen a ghost," ben sighs, almost half wondering if wallace would confirm the theory, give leeway into more information on what the hell happened in the future, or whatever it is that the damn angel plucked him into. has it been too long since they have seen a human face? is it his future self? did he betray the camp? ben would like to think that he didn't, the furrow in his brow giving leeway into the storm of emotions that flood his forefront. before wallace could ask again, ben immediately falls into the comfort of being close to his boyfriend, the truth spilling free before ben has the means to stop it, "i woke up this morning and was suddenly put five years into the future. the same future that they put dean in before a long time ago." the idea that this could all be fake suddenly flashes across his mind, but ben doesn't speak it into fruition. he can feel the heaviness as soon as he stepped into camp, like a stench that they can't wash off of death that has intimately touched them all in one way or another. if it's fake to ben, it's real to them, he can feel that much.
wallace blinked as ben rambled about what he had gone through. had no idea of what had gone through here in the camp. that he was technically dead right now. this version of ben has no idea of the pain that had rippled around after ben's death. he barely even felt ben's hand around his wrist as he's pulled and he lead ben back to the cabin on some sort of auto pilot. his brain too busy with toying over the possibility of having his boyfriend back. even if it was this . . . ben from the past? was it the past? god, he didn't even know. he pressed the heel of his hand to the side of his temple as he walked into the cabin and went straight for the kitchen table where his abandoned scotch bottle and glass sat. grabbing for another one for ben, he poured the amber liquid into both glasses. alcohol was going to be heavily needed for this conversation.
every single inch of wallace wanted to reach for ben and hold him so close to him again. rest himself into the very safety and love that was ben's arms. allow the raven haired boy to hold him and not let go of ben until the months that wallace had lost with ben were given back to him. but he couldn't do that, not right now. if anything was going to get done, wallace had to have this conversation with ben. if ben didn't even know he was dead, then there was a very big possibility that ben had no idea what came of jesse and cormac. “they have seen a ghost, ben,” wallace finally said, taking a long sip of his scotch. the burning of the alcohol down his throat doing nothing to soothe his nerves. “here? you died, ben. never came back from a mission. one that, by the way, i tried to tell you to forget about,” he explained, rubbing a hand over his face. the youngest harvelle male had promised dean he would take over things around here while he went out, but now he was kind of wishing he had passed it off to calliope or something. “what exactly did raziel say to you?”
@1oadedgun - don't give me that look.
“alright . . . let's stop stalling here and how about let's tell wally what we have up our sleeve. clearly, you're plotting something.”
SOMETHING VERY BAD IS GOING TO HAPPEN (2026) SENTECE STARTERS
❛ What I didn’t expect is that when you lose a lot of blood, you can actually feel euphoric. ❜
❛ I think that children can inexplicably exist in a third dimension or at least remember their past lives and, I don’t know, maybe even the future. ❜
❛ I hope our kid comes out like you. ❜
❛ Are you sure he’s the one?❜
❛ No pressure marrying the favorite child. ❜
❛ Oh, we were just talking about you, and you appeared out of thin air. I told you I can summon things. ❜
❛ Come meet your new family. ❜
❛ Did you know there’s something evil living in these woods? ❜
❛ I stabbed a guy at the dive bar. With the car keys. He was super fucking creepy. ❜
❛ I do feel sort of like I’m having déjà vu but, not the good kind. Like I feel something so familiar, and I don’t know how to describe it except just dread. Like when you just know something bad’s gonna happen. ❜
❛ We won’t be seeing much of each other anymore. ❜
❛ You have always been someone who sees with his soul instead of his eyes. ❜
❛ Time is an unstoppable force. And it will do whatever it can to destroy you. And ultimately, it will win. ❜
❛ It is up to you now to protect the soul in front of you. ❜
❛ Marriage is a powerful merging of souls. It’s like being sewn together. And in the wrong union, it can feel like being chained to a shipwreck at the bottom of the ocean. But in the right union, it can feel like immortality. ❜
❛ Cheers to immortality. ❜
❛ Do I adequately protect your soul? ❜
❛ You don’t know anything about what’s going on here. ❜
❛ You know how family is. Oh my God. Oh, I completely forgot. You don’t have a family. ❜
❛ Must have been so, so difficult going through adolescence without a mother. ❜
❛ A mother absorbs her children and vice versa. ❜
❛ I’m so, so, s… so, so, so sorry. Because of what this will do to you both. ❜
❛ Something weird is going on. ❜
❛ There’s this bride-shaped hole, and they just need a body to fill it. ❜
❛ They all keep bursting into tears, and it’s fucking freaking me out. ❜
❛ They’re whispering about shit and crying, and they’re hiding something from us. ❜
❛ She’s gonna do what she’s told if she knows what’s good for her. ❜
❛ I’m not trying to spiral. I’m trying to be good and normal here. But there really is something going on. ❜
❛ They want to, like, sacrifice me to the fucking devil or something. ❜
❛ We have been planning her death for a few months now. ❜
❛ I think you’re exactly what this family needs. You’ll keep us honest. ❜
❛ Let’s postpone the wedding. ❜
❛ Maybe we don’t want to get married under these circumstances. ❜
❛ This is my dumb apology for, like, tactlessly unearthing your family secret. ❜
❛ You thought we were gonna kill you? No offense, but that’s kind of an insane conclusion to draw. ❜
❛ Did someone try to kill you once or something? ❜
❛ I do have to worry about it. Because you’re not worried, and someone has to fucking worry. ❜
❛ It doesn’t go away if you close your eyes real tight. ❜
❛ You didn’t just suddenly exist. You came from… somewhere, and when you die, you will leave somewhere behind. ❜
❛ You shouldn’t sleep in the bathtub. ❜
❛ What about me soaking quietly in a bathtub makes you go, “Let me come in here and stab him over and over again with a toothpick till he bleeds to death.” ❜
❛ Oh, baby, you want nice? You should have married the other one. ❜
❛ But that’s the thing, you don’t want nice. Because I hate to break it to you. You’re not actually nice either. ❜
❛ Say it. Or drown me. ❜
❛ You need to deal with your shit, yeah? Because things will start slipping away all around you. ❜
❛ Are you who you want your son to be? ❜
❛ Baby, sometimes I fantasize about hiring someone to kill you. ❜
❛ Okay, how do I call a family meeting? ❜
❛ You don’t take compliments well. ❜
❛ It’s kind of a bad omen to get married during a death ceremony. ❜
❛ Good thing I haven’t had this awful feeling ever since I got here that something bad is gonna happen. ❜
❛ It’s just, I feel like I’ve been here before. ❜
❛ I’ve had dreams about this place. Like this room, this exact room. ❜
❛ You are not going to die because you’re getting married. ❜
❛ Why would you show me that? ❜
❛ You lied to me about everything! ❜
❛ Oh my God. Stop. You’re a fucking crazy person! ❜
❛ Tell me you don’t feel it too. Tell me you feel hunky-dory. Tell me you feel like everything’s fucking… peaches and butterflies. ❜
❛ Did you feel it when you got closer to this place? Just… dread? Fear? ❜
❛ You are going to die if you marry him. ❜
❛ I did it, all of it, to protect you. ❜
❛ Death loves a bargain. ❜
❛ Death has been following you. Turn around. He wants to get a closer look. ❜
❛ When you are immortal like me, you miss the threats of Death. It makes things interesting. ❜
❛ You are not letting me go. I am not yours. Okay? I’m already gone, and you can’t fix it. ❜
❛ Do you believe in curses? ❜
❛ You are the one person for me. You are the one. ❜
❛ Your soul…It’s so pure and perfect. I’m never gonna let anything happen to it because your soul is mine, and mine is yours, okay? ❜
❛ My mother told us the best thing you can do before you decide to marry someone is go through something traumatic together. ❜
❛ Has anyone died in front of you? ❜
❛ I mean, if there is such thing as a soulmate, then, yes, [name] is my soulmate. ❜
❛ This can’t be your burden. ❜
❛ It’s not a fake monster story. It’s real fucking horror. ❜
❛ It’s fine that you don’t believe in it. But I saw it with my own eyes. ❜
❛ Your soulmate’s a liar. ❜
❛ Want to talk about fate? How about the way you and I met? ❜
❛ I think I just saved your life. ❜
❛ You lied to me about so many things. ❜
❛ I am not a fucking adventure for you to go on. ❜
❛ Maybe I shouldn’t have saved your life that day. ❜
❛ Oh my gosh! She is so mean! She looks poor. ❜
❛ I need a favor. It’s illegal and weird, and you can’t ask me any questions. ❜
❛ I assumed I was helping you run away or fake your own death or something interesting. ❜
❛ It’s still breaking and entering if you steal a key. ❜
❛ I am glad to see that your sense of humor has not run off with your fiancée. ❜
❛ There are no signs from the universe. It’s just you taking something that happened and then deciding which details are important and which ones aren’t, and then deciding what it means. ❜
❛ Wanna talk about real shit? This is the end of how things are. ❜
❛ Soon, we’re gonna have a decision to make. Let each other go or find a new reason to stick together. ❜
❛ I’m sick of this family treating me like a child. It’s fucking with me. ❜
❛ You have to admit you do have trouble accepting things. You can’t accept imperfection. ❜
❛ The problem is that you contextualize every little thing around yourself. ❜
❛ You’re drawn to stories, not people. ❜
❛ Just be careful. I don’t want you to ruin everything like you usually do. ❜
❛ How do you smoke that all the time and not get paranoid? ❜
❛ God forbid anyone’s honest around here. ❜
❛ I don’t say this lightly. You’re really, really, really lucky to have me. Because I know how to summon the dead. ❜
❛ This curse thing has completely bent your reality. ❜
❛ It’s your last night of freedom. Do whatever you want with it. ❜
❛ There is no such thing as bad luck. Only bad decisions. And this is one of them. ❜
❛ She made me summon the devil to see if she was your soulmate. ❜
❛ I am walking down the fucking aisle into his arms, no matter what. ❜
❛ It’s a ritual, and we have to do it, and then everything’s gonna be okay. ❜
❛ I’m a medium-bad person, and when I think about it, I’ve actually always known this, and this is an opportunity for me to fix it. ❜
❛ You’re not a bad person. You’re a very good person. ❜
❛ So I’m gonna do it, and you’re either gonna help me or you’re not, but I’m gonna do it. ❜
❛ This will not be a tragedy-filled wedding. ❜
❛ Do you think this is the only way to survive? ❜
❛ I will not let you turn this wedding into some devil-worshiping party. ❜
❛ What do you want my blood for? ❜
❛ It’s true what they say. No one escapes the three rings of marriage. The engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering. ❜
❛ Would you have changed yourself irrevocably to turn into my soulmate? ❜
❛ Can we get back to the part where I don’t die? ❜
❛ Everything’s gonna be okay, because I’m going to change. ❜
❛ I don’t want anything about you to change. ❜
❛ It’s like, yeah, you might be cursed, but I’m pretty sure I’m evil or something. ❜
❛ We were so good before we got here. ❜
❛ So, you believe me, right? About the curse? ❜
❛ The only certainty in life is death. ❜
❛ I have nothing to worry about, because you are my good luck charm. ❜
❛ I understand you now better than I ever have before. ❜
❛ Marriage destroys people. ❜
❛ I don’t want our relationship to change. ❜
❛ Let’s just get the keys, get in the car, and drive. Fuck all this. ❜
❛ You were supposed to take the leap of faith with me. ❜
❛ I just refuted my family’s whole value system for you! ❜
❛ That’s not a reason to get married. It should be because we love each other and we believe in that. ❜
❛ Our whole relationship revolves around you. ❜
❛ It’s always me reassuring you that everything’s okay, even when there’s literally nothing going on! Because you think something’s always out to get you, so I’m always tiptoeing around your sensitivities. ❜
❛ Every little thing is just an exhausting puzzle with you. Nothing is easy. ❜
❛ You’re a really hard person to love! ❜
❛ You loved me? Do you not love me anymore? ❜
❛ Do you not believe in the curse? ❜
❛ I think both of us have been cursed in our own ways by the systems that raised us. ❜
❛ You don’t let me think independently of you! You don’t accept it when I don’t share your exact perspective. ❜
❛ What you do when you love someone is you believe the person that you love. That’s what trust is. ❜
❛ You chose a version of me a long time ago, and that’s all I am. ❜
❛ I’m not gonna fucking die for him. ❜
❛ I’m not gonna betray myself for you anymore. I deserve a second chance. ❜
❛ I knew that bitch was satanic from the second I saw her. ❜
❛ I don’t know what my life looks like without you. ❜
❛ I’m so sorry that this happened to you, okay? But remember that… it did happen. So don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. ❜
hcrv3lles ( noun ): independent and selective wallace james harvelle from the cw's supernatural. low to medium activity and a mix of canon/canon divergent. crossover friendly! connected to @hervelle and william harvelle ( @rottenache ). love and tortured by ceejay. MINORS & PERSONALS DO NOT INTERACT.
promo credit . . . @lumiiicreates
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❛ Hm. I don't like the sound of that. ❜ from william h.
“what do ya mean? i'm just fixin' up cars. is that scary now?”
i wanna make a couple bad decisions
“it's your lucky freaking day. i'm a walking bad decision.”
PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER * adjust as necessary, nsfw implied
this... isn't my bed.
i'll make us breakfast.
wait, how long have you been here?
did you stay the night?
you're so beautiful like this.
did i give you that hickey?
don't get up. stay right here.
kiss me again.
nice bedhead.
are you... wearing anything?
this was a bad idea.
i've wanted to do that forever.
did you enjoy it?
i did a number on your back. sorry about that.
is this your shirt?
maybe you should go.
i had a great time.
if you stay, i'll make us coffee.
i shouldn't have stayed over.
come back here. please?
i've never been like that with anyone before.
there's a bra on the ceiling fan.
did we... actually...?
we could do it again, if you want.
you made me feel... incredible.
was it... okay?
you look beautiful in my bed.
what do you remember?
was i too loud?
you can borrow my shirt.
i guess this makes us more than friends.
this can't be happening.
i could spend the day just like this, right here with you.
is that a hickey?
this was just for fun. it doesn't mean we're together.
this wasn't supposed to happen.
should we talk about it?
what time is it? i'm late for work.
how long have you been awake?
i remember... everything.
we should do that again sometime.
i think we cuddled.
that was the best night of my life.
what parts do you remember?
why don't you stay for breakfast?
was it good for you?
the sex was great.
how do you like your eggs?
are we still friends?
sorry, i've got morning breath.
i'd really like to keep seeing you.
i'm glad i invited you in.
finally... fucking finally.
please don't leave the bed.
don't make fun of me if i walk funny.
this doesn't mean anything.
my friends are never going to believe this.
i don't even know who i was last night.
no one's ever taken care of me like that.
let me help you clean up.
maybe we should forget this even happened.
i'm just going to... leave.
you said some wild things last night.
you're wearing my shirt.
maybe we could make this a regular thing.
am i blushing? i'm blushing, aren't i.
where did i put my glasses?
your clothes are in the living room.
i need a shower.
your hair's a mess.
you make a great pillow.
i thought we agreed this would ruin our relationship.
did i do something wrong?
we were pretty loud.
do you want me to leave?
i asked you to stay the night.
i bet your neighbors hate us.
stay like this.
well, that's one way to bounce back.
what about round two?
don't let go of me.
why don't you join me in the shower?
we can't keep doing this.
we're fucked, aren't we.
how long have i been asleep?
i tried to keep feelings out of this. i really did.
