#m: will

[breannasewell]

One Summer||CLOSED

@lithiumwolff

Will & Grace

Will had known Grace's father long before she was born. The two men had met while they were in a fraternity together in college. Since then, the two decided to go in together on a beach house up on the coast of Rhode Island. It wasn't too bad of a place. It was secluded with its own personal beach so that they wouldn't be disturbed. There wasn't a neighbor in sight and that is what the two men had loved originally with the place.

That had happened about twenty three years ago and now both of the men have grown up. His friend had gotten married and started a family. He stuck to his business and now he was a multimillionaire with no family but he didn't mind that. No family meant his only responsibility was to his job. He had known Grace since she was born, becoming a sort of uncle in every way except for blood. He had never seen her in any light other than that.

That was until he laid eyes on her this morning as he was coming out of one of the bedrooms to find her in the living room already in her bikini to go to the beach. "Grace? I wasn't expecting you."

[devilsbrokerank]

How can I shine when I have nothing inside me but darkness? JAMIE CAMPBELL BOWER AS CHRISTOPHER “KIT” MARLOWE IN WILL (2017)

[grcwingstrcng]

anastasia // cont. with @inmydrcams​

{ text ;; ana ❤️ } who’s okay after that ?

{ text ;; ana ❤️ }  come save me.

[astronomyxinreverse]

Can’t Wait To Meet You || Emily & Will

Will emerged from their bedroom to find Emily out on the living room sofa, walking over to join her. He had just finished putting away their laundry, having been taking care of most of the housekeeping as Emily’s pregnancy went on. Since there was still a bit of time before she was due to have their baby, they had been taking the time to buy clothes, shop for the baby, and also spend a bit more time together while it was just the two of them. Once he reached her, Will leaned down to give her a kiss, smiling softly. “How are you feeling? I thought that today, we could decorate the nursery, if you’re up to it.” They had been saving that task for the end of her pregnancy. It was something that Will personally was extremely excited about, though he wanted them both to participate in it, so he wanted to make sure Emily was feeling alright before they went ahead with it.

@elusivedamsel

[breannasewell]

Please Be Mine||CLOSED

@elegancemultimuse

Will had been alive long enough to know what he wanted but it seemed that after some time he realized that all the women he was talking to were after his money. That had caused him to become closed off and sworn off love. He never wanted to get close to a woman after so many used him.

That was until he met Heather. She wasn't like all the other women. She saw him for who he was past being a Duke and a millionaire. She was truly his best friend. He hadn't realized he was falling in love with her till it was too late to turn back.

They were going to be having their biweekly dinner with each other at his house. He had prepared a rather romantic meal of lobster bechamel with lit candles and roses. He was ready to tell her everything.

[devilsbrokerank]

He was an artist, the first true artist I’d ever met. He made me believe I could be me. The thrill, the liberation of being truly seen for the first time is... intoxicating. I was like a great, stupid child armed with a broadsword, slicing and swiping at everything and everyone. Drunk on the power of being Christ-opher bloody Marlowe. I was insufferable. Finally, not even Barrett could bear me any longer. When he left... the stars extinguished and the sky was so suffocatingly black that I almost expired. But when I pulled myself out from under the weight of my despair, I found I was cold and hard, glittering like a diamond. And I vowed never again to let another human soul pierce my sparkling carapace.

JAMIE CAMPBELL BOWER IN WILL (2017)

[chvmpiionsx]

“I’m pretty sure that’s my shirt.” (Will or Drew for Mercedes)

“Correction. It was your shirt. It’s mine now.” She said, glancing over her shoulder with a smirk before returning back to her task of fixing coffee. She stood there in just his shirt, and nothing else as she stirred the cream into her mug.