#c:will

[warrendale]

@handsomeherondale​

Eu vou ser sincero, William. Não faço muita questão de ressuscitar um laço que já está enterrado. Assim como você também não está, tenho certeza.

Acho que nós dois conseguimos lidar com essa história da melhor maneira possível, não acha?

[scriptisarcanisx]

closed starter requested by @presstocontinuestory​

“So here’s the deal,” William pitched the business proposal to the woman opposite him. “I need you. And you need money,” he said plainly. “I just found out my lovely fiance,” he spoke the words like they tasted like bile, “is only signing up for this marriage as a revenge plot against my father. Not that I blame her, he’s a ruthless businessman who doesn’t care who he steps on just to get his way. But I don’t want to get dragged into the mess. So here’s where you come in,” he adjusted his posture, leaning more towards the other. “I know you owe my dad a hefty sum. I can help you pay it off. The only thing I need from you is for you to legally marry me.” He spoke with a straight face, showing her just how serious he was about the situation.

[darcyafreidman]

@willlorraine​

Darcy knocked on the door to the dressing room, which stood open, with Will as the only one in it at the moment. She leaned against the side of the door and smiled shyly at the girl. “Hey,” she said with a small wave. “How’s it going?”

[siriuslyjxmes]

@willyork​ - There was a momentary grimace, because Merl’s wasn’t her first choice, but she also wasn’t about to argue. She never really did. Instead, she wipes the expression from her face and raises her shoulders, reaching down to pick up her bag. “Fine,” she agrees, “but if we end up sat next to another old couple who try and chat us up in those thick Welsh accents, you’re buying the coffee.” She hesitates, looking between the door and then James and then the stairs. “Do you want to like… shower or something first? No judgement, just checking.”

James didn’t miss the grimace. He couldn’t, not when breakfast at Merl’s should be met with nothing but excitement and a sprint towards the door. “An older couple tries to chat us up and I promise to tell ‘em to fuck off. Pinkie promise it even if ‘ya need it,” he offered, outstretching his hand, pinkie finger extended. Not many older witches and wizards got it, but this was just nearly secondary to the Unbreakable Vow. “What?” he responded, word blurting out shortly after her own. Unsure, he brought the collar of his shirt up to his nose and sniffed. Fine. “I mean… think I’m good, ‘less you got any complaints.”

[thecursedson]

            Baelfire peeked out behind the tree at the strange boy who was coming near him. His hands curled against the bark as he analyzed the way the boy walked and . . .Smelled ? He smelled like something Bae had never smelled before, almost like candy but better. Was he magic? His big brother always warned him that magical beings could be smelled from distances away and always smelled really good. His little fangs poked out just over his bottom lip as his big, doe eyes looked at the boy. 

“W-Who are you?” Bae asked. 

{ @tinypaintedthings​ }

[thesilvadaughter]

Although Skye was a naturally skinny person, after giving birth to Roman she was still feeling a little bigger than what felt natural to her. It had almost been two weeks since she gave birth and she wanted to work back on her own body positive image.  Skye wasn’t going to over exert herself because she still knew her body wasn’t up to that but she could at least do some things now. After a mini work out, she spotted Will at the gym and wandered over. “Long time no see stranger.”

{{ @eldestbrownhunter }}

[sincerely-arabella-blog]

good samaritan // bella + will

“great..” the small-framed girl muttered. she was coming home from work, late, stopping at the gas station. she just needed a drink, but instead was getting gawked at by some creepy guy outside. he began approaching her, mumbling nonsense. “look dude, i don’t want any trouble.” still, the intoxicated man was cornering her. “hey, step the fuck back before I make you into my dog’s next meal.” she threatened, yet he persisted.

@will-nixon

[angelreports]

@willthebaker

Angel loved these small interviews. It was nice to get to know the business owners all over the city and even nicer to see them int their element. They had promised Will something easy going so the young reporter dressed down and arrived with their small recorder and notepad. There was already a client there and they sat at at a nearby table to listen in to Will at work. Already, they could smell the bread and treats coming from the kitchen and secretly, they hoped for a tour a little latter. Angel waved at their friend and signaled over to Will to take his time.