we help the helpless

passion.    it  lies  in  all  of  us.    sleeping,  waiting    &    though  unwanted,  ubidden,    it  will  stir:    open  it’s  jaws  and  howl.    it  speaks  to  us,  guides  us.    ―    passion  rules  us  all  and  we  obey.    what  other  choice  do  we  have?

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IF  THE  APOCALYPSE  COMES?            #hllmouths.  introducing:  an  independent,  selective,  medium  activity  and  strictly  mutually  exclusive  writing  blog  for  multiple  characters  from  the  buffy  the  vampire  slayer  universe.  all  characters  featured  are  designed  around  canon  and  personal  headcanons.  part  of  the  hopeverse  collection.  anti-whedon.  please  be  mindful  before  following  that  this  blog  will  explore  strong  and  mature  themes.          …  beep  me.

i.    ROSTER.          ii.    MEMES.          iii.    BLOGROLL.

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this  blog  is  now  archived  …

i've  made  the  decision  to  combine  all  my  multis  into  three  different  genres,    rather  than  separating  them  by  fandom.    i  used  to  hesitate  to  do  this  because  i  felt  like  the  character  list  got  too  long,    but  running  as  many  blogs  as  i  do  is  starting  to  wear  me  down!    i  need  a  simpler  system.    the  three  genres  are  supernatural    +    horror  misc  media    /    general  misc  media      &      fantasy  or  period  drama  misc  media.    feel  free  to  follow  me  over  there  from  now  on:

@bl3dchaos        —        this  is  where  you  will  now  find  my  btvs    +    angel  muses.

@bl3dhope

@bl3dmyth

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dropping  a  starter  call  on  the  dash      …      y'know  the  drill  by  now!  hit  that  heart  for  something.  length  will  vary  depending  on  inspiration  and  i  do  request  that  you  please  specify  a  muse  or  at  least  provide  a  couple  of  options.  i  won't  post  a  starter  without  this.  if  you're  a  multi,  you're  also  welcome  to  specify  the  muse  you'd  like  the  starter  for.  otherwise,  i  am  happy  to  pick  that  myself.

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what happens if you don't come back? / graham, from kelly, during s12

"i  won't  leave  you  behind."    that  isn't  the  real  concern  though,  is  it?        —        promise  can  only  stretch  so  far  and  he  knows  deep  down  he  can't  guarantee  it  even  if  he  wants  to.  what  he  really  means  is..    'i'd  never  go  by  choice',  but  choice  isn't  a  privilege  granted  to  everyone,  least  of  all  those  in  their  current  predicament.  the  people  chasing  them  aren't  easy  to  evade.  they  keep  creeping  in  from  all  directions  with  little  mercy  in  mind.  monsters,  humans,  heaven  itself.  graham  can  only  keep  her  safe  for  so  long  and  he's  on  borrowed  time  with  a  half-empty  prescription  bottle  in  his  pocket.  it's  a  sad  reality  he  clearly  isn't  willing  to  accept.  they're  safe  here  for  now:      tucked  away  in  a  warded  military  bunker,  alarm  system  overridden  and  fresh  angel  sigil  bleeding  down  the  wall  just  in  case.  the  rest  will  come  later  when  he  has  to  leave  for  medicine.  

paranoid  eyes  scan  surveillance  a  second  time  and  then  a  third  for  extra  reassurance,  before  turning  to  step  towards  her.    "i  have  an  old  friend  in  iowa.  we  used  to  be  in  all  this  together  'till  he  retired  to  a  farm  with  his  wife."    body  lowers  and  he  kneels  in  front  of  a  seated  @huntersmooned  to  put  them  at  a  more  equal  level,  hand  reaching  to  press  a  piece  of  paper  into  the  woman's  palm.    "if  something  does  happen  to  me        …        call  this  number  and  use  the  codeword  on  the  back.  riley  will  understand."    twang  of  guilt  twists  at  his  gut  because  he  shouldn't  ask  such  a  bold  favour  from  the  man  who  grew  to  be  his  brother.  however,  there  was  no  one  else  in  the  world  he  trusted  more  with  a  mission  as  precious  as  kelly  kline  had  become.  soldier  gently  folds  her  fingers  into  a  closed  fist  to  ensure  the  information  is  secure.    "he'll  help..      no  questions  asked."    soft  touch  lingers  against  his  better  judgement.  graham  cares  for  her  and  it  shows  in  the  subtle  way  thumb  brushes  along  kelly's  knuckles  in  a  tenderness  that  doesn't  suit  his  large  stature.    "    —        do  you  know  how  to  shoot  a  gun?"

stop  putting  yourself  in  danger  prompts.        still  accepting.

[unhinqed]

THE BOYS 2x05 | We Gotta Go Now

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Fred + 👓

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she's just silently holding his gaze, fangs drawn. all is still, but the question doesn't need to be spoken. / graham from toni

the  silence  that  surrounds  them  in  a  dimly-lit  manor  bedroom  is  comfortable.      —      familiar  even.    nothing  needs  to  be  spoken  out  loud  for  graham  to  know  what  @huntersmooned  is  asking,    and  his  own  response  remains  silent,  holding  her  gaze.  their  bond  cements  deeper  than  words  now.  he  stopped  trying  to  make  sense  or  why  or  how,    because  as  a  vampire?      …      she  is  everything  he's  been  trained  to  distrust  and  yet,    there  were  no  other  hands  in  the  world  he  felt  safer  putting  his  life  in.    they  were  the  same  once  after  all:      two  soldiers  trapped  in  a  cycle  they  fought  bloody  to  break  free  from.  they  see  each  other    /    they  understand  each  other.    arm  lifts  and  graham  tucks  his  fingers  just  beneath  shirt  collar,  stretching  material  aside  while  head  tilts  the  opposite  direction  to  leave  his  neck  exposed.      "it's  okay.."      spare  hand  reaches  to  find  the  curve  of  toni's  waist.  settles  there  like  two  puzzle  pieces  slotting  together  and  gentle  squeeze  coaxes  her  closer,    never  breaking  the  eye  contact  they've  learnt  to  communicate  with.      "you're  not  gonna  hurt  me."      his  words  aren't  meant  as  reassurance.    they're  a  purposeful  acknowledgement.  they  mean  'i  trust  you'.

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Alan Ritchson | Reacher 2x06

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some  tidbits  to  know  about  graham  miller:

graham  was  a  military  brat  and  grew  up  living  on  various  bases  all  over  the  world.  being  a  soldier  was  in  his  blood    …    which  made  him  an  easy  target  for  the  initiative.  professor  walsh  plucked  a  young,  impressionable  boy  right  out  of  junior  rotc  and  sold  him  an  exciting  future  of  saving  the  world.  he  was  not  necessarily  chosen  because  she  saw  potential  in  him.      —      she  saw  brawns  over  brains,  and  beyond  that,  she  saw  a  boy  keen  to  live  up  to  family  expectations  which  made  him  vulnerable  to  manipulation.  he  would  obey  blindly  if  he  thought  it  was  the  right  thing.  by  the  time  he  was  nineteen,  he  was  fully  indoctrinated  into  their  world:      a  world  that  saw  him  attending  college  by    /    hunting  monsters  in  camouflage  by  night.

his  heart  couldn't  be  saved  in  the  same  way  riley's  could,    which  is  exactly  why  graham  tried  to  stress  the  importance  of  his  friend  getting  aid  before  it  was  too  late.  unfortunately,  graham's  body  grew  too  dependent  on  the  biochemicals  the  initiative  dosed  them  with  due  to  him  being  on  them  longer.  the  man  now  requires  them  to  prevent  his  heart  from  failing  altogether.  this  means  he  also  still  lives  with  the  slight  enhancements  these  drugs  gave  them. 

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"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.

[richyjerimovich]

ALAN RITCHSON in REACHER 3.03 "Number 2 with a Bullet"

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i don’t wanna shoot you.   —   for zoe from graham.

quotes from lost, @hllmouths !

yes, you do, she wants to hurl the accusation back at him, acid and spite sit ready on her tongue waiting patiently for their cue. slow turn towards him. disgust is written all over her face. she's not scared. not of him, not of the gun pointed at her. some time has passed and she's been civil but her heart aches every time she looks at him. she still feels nothing but contempt for him and there's an itch for revenge she desperately wants to scratch. " then why are you aiming that at me ? " anger is bubbling beneath the surface and it's causing the ground underneath his feet to tremble. " try me. i'll have you six feet deep before you can even pull the trigger. "

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it's  a  fair  enough  question.      —      reaching  for  a  weapon  is  almost  natural  instinct  for  him  these  days;    it  comes  as  easy  as  breathing.  graham  miller  can't  remember  a  time  when  he  wasn't  a  soldier  and  old  habits  die  hard    …    even  when  he  knows  better  by  now.  zoe  isn't  a  threat  or  at  least  she  wasn't  until  he  aimed  his  weapon  in  her  direction.  the  shudder  of  the  ground  beneath  him  serves  as  a  reminder  that  she  still  can  be  when  she  needs  to,  but  that's  on  him  for  letting  instinct  overpower  rationality.      "you're  right;  i'm  sorry."      gun  lowers  and  in  one  swift  movement,  ammo  releases  to  tumble  downward  in  an  attempt  to  solidify  his  surrender  into  something  more  genuine.  the  action  leaves  him  disarmed  and  vulnerable    (  minus  enhancements  he  can't  control  )    though  stance  stands  firm  instead  of  retreating.      "i'm  not  here  to  hurt  you."

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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003) “Lessons”

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(    ft.  @paralyziingfears    )

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priscilla quintana as isabella tavez good trouble, season 3.

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"THAT WAS WAY TOO CLOSE" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

are you all right? did you get hurt?

well. we're never trying that again.

that was far too close for comfort.

my life just flashed before my eyes.

i can't believe we survived that.

we won't survive another one of those.

i need a few seconds to breathe.

we got lucky with that one.

are you injured? let me see.

a little warning next time!

we are never doing that again.

tell me when you're ready, and we'll keep moving.

who's not dead? sound off!

[name]? can you hear me? are you all right?

when did that start happening?

just... give me a second.

that can't happen again.

well, that was... unexpected.

i could have used a heads up.

a bit of help would have been nice.

did you know that was going to happen?

i thought we were going to die.

next time you decide to throw yourself into harm's way, bring someone else.

i guess it's time to move.

that was close. too close.

i can't believe we made it out of there alive.

one more step to the left and we would have been dead.

they nearly spotted me.

i hate it when you do things like that.

remind me never to listen to you again.

ugh, everything hurts.

i think i broke something.

i'll be fine. just give me a second.

i thought you said you had this handled.

feel like my heart's about to explode from my chest.

i'm still shaking.

they were looking right at us. how did they not see us?

next time, you're doing that.

you could have told me that was going to happen!

we made it out by the skin of our teeth.

i don't like close calls.

had you just warned me ahead of time, i would have handled that a bit better.

how did they miss us?

i like your hiding spot.

we'd best be moving on then.

enough talk. we need to keep moving.

it's over. we can keep going.

we can't risk that happening again.

[manny-jacinto]

SANDRA OH as Dr. Cristina Yang 'Grey's Anatomy' #2.09

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[  ....  ]            anya  couldn't  hold  back  the  roll  of  her  eyes  at  halfrek's  words  but,  it  was  ...  somewhat  playful.   ❝   just  because  i'm  selling  chicken  feet  and  candles  doesn't  mean  i  don't  make  a  living.  pays  good  money,  you  know   ...   ❞   she  responds,  hands  on  her  hips  and  her  tone  confident.  her  attitude  dropped  soon  after,  though.  a  small  fit  of  laughter  as  the  excitement  of  seeing  her  old  friend  finally  settled  in  after  the  dramatics.  she  nudges  halfrek  playfully,   ❝   i  wouldn't  trust  xander  with  a  one  dollar  bill,  let  alone  a  whole  cash  register  full  of  my  hard-earned  cash.  if  you  knew  what  that  man  spent  his  money  on   ...   ❞   she  shook  her  head  in  disapproval.  she  sits  on  a  stool  at  the  counter,  hands  on  her  lap,   ❝   what  brings  you  in  to  this  side  of  town,  hallie  ?  the  wedding  isn't  for  another  few  weeks.   ❞ @hllmouths.

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head  tilts  to  the  left  and  expression  becomes  one  of  confusion;    as  if  hallie  can't  quite  comprehend  what  anyanka  is  explaining.  posing  as  a  guidance  counsellor  for  business  was  one  thing,  but  dedicating  precious  time  to  an  actual  career  outside  of  justice?  couldn't  be  her!  though,  she  supposes,  her  dear  friend  hasn't  been  left  with  much  other  choice.  the  wicked  tricks  of  those  anya  now  calls  friends  saw  to  that.  something  else  halfrek  struggles  to  process.  no  matter.  excited  laughter  is  all  she  needs  as  a  distraction  and  her  hand  flicks,  as  if  waving  off  the  other's  concerns.      "darling,  please.  i  remember  when  the  wedding  is."      has  been  mournfully  counting  down  the  days.  losing  anyanka  to  humanity  was  one  thing.  losing  her  to  a  mortal  man?    [...]    the  thought  almost  makes  her  shudder.  what  a  beautiful  disaster.      "but  aren't  all  blushing  brides  allowed  a  little  extra  fun  before  then?  we  did  some  of  our  best  work  at  bachelorette  parties  back  in  the  day  if  i  recall."