ashes to ashes.

𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗺 𝗺𝗲𝘆𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝟰𝟭. owner of coral cottage bed & breakfast.

[willxmeyers]

[cis man and he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [WILLIAM MEYERS]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [THEO JAMES]. You must be the [THIRTY-NINE] year old [OWNER OF CORAL COTTAGE B&B]. Word is your [CHARMING] but can also be a bit [MOODY] and your favorite song is [THE TRAPEZE SWINGER by IRON & WINE]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [SEABROOK QUARTER]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

INFORMATION:

fullname. william jacob meyers

nicknames. will.

gender. cis man

pronouns. he / him

d.o.b. may 10th, 1983 | ( 39 years old )

astrology. taurus ☀ aries ☾  virgo ↑

birth place. kensington, england.

hometown. los angeles, california.

current residence. aurora bay, california. ( @aurorabayaesthetic​ )

occupation. owner of coral cottage bed and breakfast.

religion. atheist.

tattoos. none.

piercings. none.

marital status. divorced.

sexual preference. fluid.

family. gregory meyers (father), sophia meyers (mother), anna meyers (younger sister).

children. none that he knows of.

CHARACTER INSPO:

kendall roy ( succession ), dean winchester ( supernatural ), logan echolls ( veronica mars ), schmidt ( new girl ), adam pratt ( you ), dorian gray ( picture of dorian gray ). 

PERSONALITY:

+ charming, adaptable, shameless. - moody, stubborn, careless.

BIOGRAPHY:

( tw: drug use, overdose, domestic abuse, cheating ) 

Born with the world on a silver platter in the Kensington England, Will Meyers was born via surrogate to an older, wealthy baron couple. His father, a business tycoon with a ruthlessness that could rival Robert Moses - it was the unspoken rule of their family that the Meyers dynasty would fall to William when the time was right. They moved to Los Angeles when Will was eleven, as his father decided that all business would filter through the City of Angels. It could have been easy to fall into the loneliness of his family; raised by nannies, without parental supervision - but Will knew how to make the best of most situations. Creating lasting friendships wherever he went, for better or for worse. 

As he grew taller, Will had to bear witness to his angry father berating his mother on a daily basis. While it didn’t always turn to physical alterations, there was an air of tension that surrounded every quiet dinner, that one thing could cause an uproar. The move from England to California took an even heavier strain on the family, with his mother being apart from her own family. It wasn’t until William was 15 years old that his father became violent with him. After bringing home an “C” on his report card, his father smashed a bottle at him and gave him with a black eye. The trend continued for many years, leaving him a disgruntled and overall, damaged teenager who knew better than to taunt his father. All he wanted was approval, but something deep inside him knew that he was never going to get it. 

His schooling was filled with small rebellions. Whatever he could do to avoid being at home, Will would. He attended parties, mostly for the elite party favors that his classmates could provide. It was from an early age that Will learnt that his life felt so much better when he was strung out. He got through most of his studying abusing Adderall, while on the weekends, he’d try whatever was floating around. Keeping up appearances was all that mattered to his father so Will knew that whatever he did, needed to be in private. 

After graduation, William got accepted to his father’s alma mater with his somewhat average grades and a large donation from his father. He studied business, as though there was anything else that was acceptable to the Meyer’s patriarch. Eventually getting his MBA at Harvard Business School where he was set up with another high society families daughter to court. Their relationship was another business transaction that Will knew he had to see through, even if it didn’t make either of them particularly happy. It didn’t stop Will from exploring other romantic ventures and his impression was that, like his own mother, his new wife would look the other way. But she wanted real love, and that was something Will didn’t know how to do. Their marriage lasted less than a year. 

As time went on, his father’s health began to decline. A heart that had never really been used had started to decay and it eventually gave out. At the age of 87, Gregory Meyers passed away and the Meyers dynasty.. was not passed onto his son, as expected. In the ultimate power move from beyond the grave, all that was promised to him was not given but Will was cut out entirely. Feeling as though he was shaped for nothing, Will felt without a path or any sense of direction. He had a choice of working his way up the corporate ladder, as was his father wish - to actually “achieve something of his own” or step down entirely. William decided to find his own path. 

While he didn’t receive the various businesses that he thought, Will was given a large inheritance. Of which, he had no idea how to use it. At the tender age of 35, he felt as though he could do whatever he wanted. And whatever he wanted, he did. William became the party boy that his father would have detested. But flying too close to the sun meant that Will was starting to burn. And eventually, the fast lane caught up with him. It took three paramedics to get him back to life after a nearly fatal overdose. 

Realizing that the love he never got from his father was not worth dying over, William finally had an epiphany (after a brief stunt in rehab). The only times he had felt happy was on the odd occasions his family would head down to Aurora Bay for their annual summer holiday. His father owned a beach house in various locations but the small town of Aurora Bay was always Will’s favourite. On a whim, Will decided to purchase a beautiful B&B with his inheritance, hoping that small town life would fulfil him in some manner.

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS:

will moved to aurora bay around january 2023 where he originally planned to try and by the seascape hotel but then settled on the cottage on a bit of a whim. very active with local businesses around town now that he's apart of the community. currently a part of the aurora bay community garden club and gutter sluts bowling team. ( possible connections: fellow business owners, garden club members, fellow gutter sluts )

he’s an early riser, loves waking up at 5am every morning. he usually jogs down to the local gym for a work out or goes for a swim at the beach. ( possible connections: run club, gym bros, fellow early risers )

born in kensington, england but moved to los angeles when he was eleven - his family travelled around a lot so there’s lot of people he could have met throughout his life. ( possible connections: childhood friends from england, ex-la natives )

the meyers family was very well off until his father passed and will would have been hanging around los angeles nightlife like a moth to the flame. until he hit his limit. ( possible connections: ex-la natives, ex-party friends, old flames, fellow ex-addicts, bad influences )

will’s father, gregory was notorious throughout the united states, the united kingdom and hong kong for being a ruthless businessman. while it seemed like will would follow in his father’s footsteps, things didn’t work out that way. ( possible connections: family friends, confidants, ex-business acquaintances )

( tw: drug overdose ) after a relapse episode that nearly took his life in may last year, will has a pacemaker as he was diagnosed with a genetic heart condition. he has to take frequent trips to the hospital to keep on top of his health. ( possible connections: doctor and nurses around the hospital, other frequent visitors )

his family vacationed at aurora bay drive for many summers, especially when will was around 11 to 17. he would have gotten up to all kinda of mischief at that age. ( possible connections: first love, childhood friends, vacation buddies )

will attends narcostics anonymous every thursday night in the local church basement without fail. has been sober for over a year now, apart from the occasional drink. ( possible connections: narcotics anonymous attendees, sponsor / sponsee )

this man doesn’t really like cook for himself as he never had to learn. so often has his meals at the various cafes and restaurants around town. and so far, his favorite places around aurora bay are: aquatica as he loves the creatures of the sea, driftwood coffee shop as he can’t live without his morning coffee, oceania bookstore as he loves to read now that he’s living “the quiet life" and reef bar as he can’t stand being alone longer than five seconds. ( possible connections: friends with owners/workers, fellow regulars, random run-ins, previous one night stands )

CURRENT CONNECTIONS:

madly in love with and married to @lemielewis

brother-in-law to @luckylewis and @lorelailewis

shitty ex-husband to @connievanderbilt (npc)

dated @delilahcarreno while still married

best friend / biggest annoyance to @pcrdita

attends N.A with @samucl-kane

has @laureljacobs on retainer

forever hater of @firefighterrojas

ex-hook up with @esmaxdemirci

consistently swapping jojo siwa tiktoks with @cricketcampbell

rehab frememies with @tillycai

life was saved by @erickxng (npc) and @noah-atwood

@colexwalters is forever his bad influence

get his ass kicked in poker by @santiagodeleons

big shipper of @xaviermattthews and @vanessagable

newest member of the 'gutter sluts' bowling team with @benj-hyun, @eternalconsxlationprize, @marcusyoung and @borawinters

honorary lewis alongside @macaulaymontgomery

[lemielewis]

Lemie knew he was right, that this wasn't the end-all be-all, but it still felt like she was doing something wrong. She had never in her life thought she wanted children, and the second she does it just... doesn't work? It felt like the universe was laughing in her face. "I know. I just wanted to do this with you. This way," she tells him, unable to put into words that she wanted everything about this to go just right. She wanted this to be a beautiful thing they shared, not a process filled with anguish and disappointment.

Her eyes meet his in the mirror, and she sees the same sadness in his expression that she feels. She turned around to face him, her arms wrapping around his shoulders loosely. "That's not a terrible idea. We can at least try to end the year on a high note," she agrees with a shrug. "Do you still want to do this? Even if it hasn't been as easy as we assumed it would be?" @willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

Lemie's attempt at positivity put a warm smile on his face, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. It was never really her strong suit but he appreciated her giving it a go. "We had a good year despite all this," Will assures her. He doesn't want to damper the year with the sadness of what they didn't have, as opposed to all that they did have.

"Hey.." his hands wrapped around her body, bringing her into a tight embrace. "Of course, I want this. We'll keep trying in the new year." It didn't matter how hard or easy it was, they wanted to have kids so they could only try. And if it didn't work out the way they expected, that was life. "Let's just take our minds off it for a while, yeah?" It wouldn't do any good to torture themselves over it, that much Will knew for sure.

( @lemielewis )

[cricketcampbell]

for: @willxmeyers

where: seascape hotel, nye ball

"Okay William, so obviously you should already know what I'm about to say it's time for..."

Cricket's eyebrows raised expectantly over the rim of her champagne, waiting for any flash of recognition on his face that showed he understood exactly what it was that she was referring to without her needing to spell it out.

(Though he often didn't, and tonight was no exception.)

"2026 ins and outs." The duh is heavily implied, both in her tone and the roll of her eyes as she dug through her purse for her phone. "I went first last year, so you're up. Go."

[willxmeyers]

Mid-sip of his bourbon, Will turned on his heel and was greeted with the only important New Years tradition. "Okay, okay—" he pulled his phone out of his trouser pockets and immediately went to his notes app. He'd come prepared this year, but there was only one in that he was really focused on. "Out.. Irish goodbyes. Just be normal and say goodbye otherwise there goes your invite to whatever I'm hosting next. Those ultraman marathons are also out. What are you running from?" Even as a runner himself, that kind of distance seemed mad.

Reading off his phone, he looked up with a knowing smirk. "Babies.. babies are so in for 2026." At least, he hoped so.

( @cricketcampbell )

[noellexdriscoll]

closed starter: @willxmeyers

where: seascape, nye ball

"Will! Did you try the champagne cupcakes I made for the ball?" Noelle was too excited to have people try them and she was asking just about everyone she saw. "Oh, look at you. You look so handsome!

[willxmeyers]

"I haven't yet," Will admitted with an apologetic expression. "I feel like I've barely made it through the door." And he already wanted to leave, but he was determined to make it to midnight. He took her compliment with a warm smile. "And you look beautiful, but that's a given." A hand extended out to a passing waiter to pick up a much needed drink. "What's the plan for midnight? Got a big kiss lined up?"

( @noellexdriscoll )

[macaulaymontgomery]

starter for: @willxmeyers location: christmas markets

"Okay, we have to put our little in-law brains together and think of the perfect hosting gift we can give to Liam and Vera for Christmas," Mac explains with complete earnestness.

"And being a good host is, like, your job -- so your brain is the most important one here."

[willxmeyers]

If Will was honest, this Christmas felt a little more melancholy than usual. Organising presents and events and the endless list of things the holidays required felt more like a chore. But he didn't want to admit to Mac that his brain was only half in it. "Is a towel warmer a weird gift to give someone?" He asks, placing the ceramic dish he'd been inspecting back on the table. None of the stalls had sparked much joy. "I thought about maybe a birdhouse or something, but I don't know." It certainly wasn't his best idea and he certainly didn't seem confident about it.

"I'm usually much better at gift-giving, I swear."

( @macaulaymontgomery )

[borawinters]

closed for: @willxmeyers

where: town square, dec 5th

"What is the purpose of this?" Bo asks as he puts his hands in the pockets of his coat to shield them from the evening air. He understood the concept of turning on Christmas tree lights so it was illuminated but what perplexed him was why there was a ceremony and mass gathering for it.

[willxmeyers]

"Please don't make me explain holiday cheer to you," Will joked. Personally, decorating and getting excited for the holidays was something that only happened after Will had moved here. Until he had a house and a business that allowed him to be extra with reckless abandon, Will did. He shrugged before turning back towards the unlit tree. "It's a tradition and this town bloody loves them. I'm surprised I could drag you to this, to be honest."

( @borawinters )

[lemielewis]

Lemie appreciates that Will still acts like there's a chance this might happen for them, despite all the disappointment they've been dealing with. She tries to act hopeful, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to maintain the pretense with every negative test result. The ringing on his phone startles her, and suddenly she can't bear to look down at the stick she had been staring at intently a few seconds ago.

She drags her eyes down to the little window that would set the tone for the rest of their evenings. Unsurprisingly, the forecast for tonight was bleak. Her eyes stayed on the single line, unable to look Will in the eye and cause him more pain. "Uh, not this time," she tells him quietly before getting up quickly and throwing the damn thing in the trashbin. She moves to the sink, turns on the faucet, and proceeds to wash her hands. "Maybe kids just aren't in the cards for us." @willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

He could feel that Lemie was trying to keep her own disappointment hidden for his sake. Before he could reach out to comfort her, his wife was up from her seated position and across the bathroom. "There's other options," his voice lifts at the end, somehow still hopeful. "We have the resources." It felt unfair to bring up any mention of IVF or adoption just yet, not when they haven't fully investigated what the issue might be but the idea was there.

"Maybe we're just too focused on it," he suggests, still hunched on the edge of the bath. This seemed like a time to make the 'a watched pot never boils' metaphor, but Will manages to resist. Instead, he stands to come up behind Lemie so they were both in the mirror. Her sadness reflected his own. "Maybe we take a break for a bit, then see a doctor in the new year if it still doesn't happen."

( @lemielewis )

[lemielewis]

Lemie glances up at him when he lies boldly, pretending he's okay when they both know neither of them is. "You don't have to do that, you know. You can tell me how you really feel," she tells him quietly, reaching out to give his hand a little squeeze.

"You shouldn't. I'm okay. I mean, not everyone gets pregnant on the first try, right? This isn't that unusual; it's not like there's something wrong with me or anything," she says with a hint of desperation in her tone. "Plus, this might just be the one." Despite all the disappointment, she can't help but feel hopeful. She's picturing the little plus sign, the two of them sighing in relief, and holding each other tightly. She hasn't learned yet. @willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

Will chuckles softly as Lemie calls his bluff, folding instantly as always. "I want to be positive, I do. I want to keep doing that for the both of us." In terms of positivity, they both knew who had more to spare and it wasn't Lemie. But it was getting harder and harder to ignore that seed of doubt inside him.

He chooses not to point that this wasn't their first try, or even the second or the third. They don't know if anyone is at fault, whether it was him or her, it didn't matter in the end. They'd keep on trying until it happened, or they'd explore other options. Will was thankful that they'd have the means to do so, not everyone was so lucky.

"You're right," Will reaches over to squeeze her hand. "This might be the one." The tone he uses is light but lacking the hope it once did. The alarm on his phone signalled the time was up and he reached over to stop it with a single tap of his finger. Will motions to the test with a nod of his head.

"What does it say?"

( @lemielewis )

[xaviermattthews]

"Saying that like the tensest man alive really sells it. Why not grit your teeth next time."

As fun as it was to fuck with him -- and X was learning the more time he spent with Will that that was infinite -- if he had even an inkling of a doubt that his baby wouldn't take to Will and vice versa, he wouldn't have allowed him to hold her.

He's grateful to be proved correct as always as his one month settled in the Brit's arms making that face that X had come to learn was her taking in what was around her with curiosity.

It's a Herculean task to restrict himself to only taking three photos on his phone but he manages it and calls it only a mild failure on his end.

He loses interest in the device while he was about to send the images to Van, a task to be resumed later as he drops it into his back pocket and tries to keep his elation at Will's news to something mild that wouldn't add any extra pressure to him.

"Yeah? You are? That's great. Is that something great I can tell Van?"

He would make a sincere effort not to if Will requested it, he just couldn't promise with complete certainty that he would manage it.

Folding his arms across his chest, he doesn't make a big deal of his friend disclosing the unsuccessful-thus-far aspect of trying, knowing that it was different for everyone.

"It'll happen for you guys. I ain't got any doubts about that. Our kids'll pretty much be cousins. That's fucking nuts, isn't it? I'll let mine call you uncle if you let yours call me that."

X's mother-in-law and Will's father-in-law may not have been married yet but it felt like an inevitability, much like Rowan one day viewing Liam as her grandfather in the same way Vera was her grandmother.

( Liam was already vying for it. )

@willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

Will's eye roll is accompanied by a soft chuckle, he doesn't point out the hint of tension behind X's eyes as someone else holds his baby. Thankfully, they can both relax as Rowan's eyes begin to flutter closed.

"Yeah, you can tell her," he can't imagine such a thing being kept a secret for long anyway. "I'm sure Lemie is asking her a bunch of questions as we speak." It wasn't the entire reason they were here, of course — but it was an added advantage as they started down the path to parenthood themselves.

It was comforting to know that X held no doubts about Lemie and Will becoming parents, it was something that plagued him constantly.

Will's lips rose as Xavier suggested they could be uncles to each other's kid. Their combined family was a one large, tangled web but he couldn't have been happier about it. Having a big and messy family was something Will always wanted but never thought he'd have, and now he has it ten-fold. "You've got a deal," Will agreed with a nod. "My kids are pretty lucky. Not everyone can say that their aunt and uncle are rock stars."

( @xaviermattthews )

[selindogn]

"I believe a group of women just arrived celebrating a bachelorette party and two of them seem pregnant. I don't believe it's a question of money but sanity. Dealing with those emotions will cost you a few years off your life." It wasn't worth it to her even if she would be the first to cheer him on given the threat of a migraine behind her left eye. "Perhaps you can coax them to switch it up with your charming personality."

[willxmeyers]

Weighing up his options, he looked over his shoulder at the gaggle of women and just as the woman described, two had quite large, expecting bellies. He shook his head as it returned back to face the bar. "Not worth the headache," Will winced at the thought.

"I'm not exactly my most charming self tonight. I probably would go over there and not think of anything else to say except 'can you pick a different fucking song?' Probably wouldn't go down too well." Normally, he'd be fine handling this situation with all the grace it required but tonight was not the night for that. "I guess Eileen will just keep on coming on."

( @selindogn )

[kalanixhale]

Kalani turned to face the direction that the familiar voice came from, and he chuckled. "I'm not sure if I'm capable of that level of grumpiness." He was teasing, but it was true that Kalani and Jude were polar opposites. Kalani was definitely the golden retriever to Jude's black cat energy.

"Your costume looks great!"

@willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

"That is his special skill," Will laughs melodically. "No one does grump quite like Jude." At the mention of his costume, he flips over his painted hands. "Well, thank you. I have been told this suits me, which feels like a mild insult but I'll take it."

"Having a good night?"

( @kalanixhale )

[billieconway]

"I'll do it for a fifty and a drink," Billie says confidently as she eyes the jukebox, trying to get a scope for which side the plug would be on.

"Santi's kind of got a soft spot for me I think -- or as soft as he gets, probably -- so I bet I can sweet-talk myself out of any potential trouble."

@willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

Before the rest of her sentence is even out, Will is reaching for his wallet with a affirmative 'Deal'.

While he and Santiago were poker buddies, there was something about the bar owner that made him want to pick his battles. Fighting over the jukebox was a job that was better delegated.

Placing the fifty dollar note in front of her, Will was all business. "First part now, drink after you've achieved your mission." If he never had to hear that song again, it would be too soon.

( @billieconway )

[zeykaraca]

"I don't know if Alan over there will let you. I did try to tell him there is a thing called a radio and music streaming services at his disposal." That man hovered around the jukebox asking people where their song selections were, as if in case they did not fall on his list of acceptable music, he would block their path. "Oh, don't be a sour puss. He's just hoping Eileen shows up. Apparently, they've been canoodling a bit."

[willxmeyers]

Will's eyes drift over to where this Alan has been playing bouncer to the jukebox. The songs had been the same couple on repeat and maybe he was the only one bothered by it, but Will was certain this was similar to some circle of hell. "You'd think that any other button on that thing was broken," he returned his gaze back to his half-drunk Bourbon. At the mention of canoodling, Will's face scrunched into his drink before he shook his head with a chuckle. "I don't need to have the mental picture of Alan and Eileen canoodling." Or whatever other activities the song implied.

( @zeykaraca )

[lemielewis]

It figured that now that they had finally talked about it and made the damn decision, the act of getting pregnant itself would turn out to be really fucking difficult. The constant disappointment was getting to her, to them, and sucking out every bit of fun out of this whole process. Part of her wanted to give up, but a bigger part of her was too stubborn to. And so they kept trying, and they kept being disappointed.

She sat on the toilet lid, clutching the stick and willing the little plus sign to appear. "Hm?" She asks a couple of seconds too late after his question, realizing a little too late that he had been talking to her. "Oh. I'm okay. A little nervous, I think. Are you okay?" @willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

She had a thousand yard stare as her hands clung to what he stilled hoped was the start of their future. Will had learned quickly to keep his blind optimism to himself after the first few go-arounds, it only made the realisation that this wasn't the one that much harder to bear. "I'm okay," he nods, knowing it's neither true nor particularly convincing.

"I'm worried about you." As always, Lemie was his chief concern. It was unlikely that even with a baby, that wouldn't change. "I know this has been.. not what we expected."

( @lemielewis )

[pcrdita]

"I am in costume." Jude mumbles, as if it was obvious. He doesn't even want to be here, frankly the whole costume thing was against his will. "I wasn't even going to come until I lost a bet with Kalani. I'm dressed as him, he's dressed as me."

— @willxmeyers

[willxmeyers]

"You don't have his carefree demeanor," Will comments with an assessing tone. "Kalani smiles way more. You know how to do that right? It's an essential part of your costume."

"What was the bet?"

( @pcrdita )

[winniegrant]

"Actually, I always assumed that being in a bowling league meant you were desperate enough for connection that you'd hang out with a bunch of middle aged men throwing heavy shit down a greased up strip of plywood." Winnie tilts her head, the curl of her lips hinting that she's messing around. "Gutter Sluts makes sense. And it's funny. It's good to have a sense of humor about things because some of the guys here are way too serious."

Down a few lanes, some older - as in, at least fifteen years her senior older - men are griping at each other any time they don't throw a perfect strike. Yeesh. "It's fun, though, isn't it? If it wasn't, you'd stop going." Winnie picks up her ball now, struggling slightly despite the low weight. "I'm thinking about checking myself into the women's league, but I don't want to embarrass myself too spectactularly, so... Thanks for coming with me today. Call it a practice session."

[willxmeyers]

Will's mouth hung agape at how accurately she read him to filth, it only snapped shut after she revealed a sick and twisted grin. His mouth soon followed suit. "Well, when you say it like that, it sounds kind of juvenile."

He cast his gaze around the bowling alley, making direct eye contact with Bernard from Bowl-ageddon two lanes down right as Winnie commented on men taking it too seriously. "Yeah," Will agreed, his mind explicitly on Bernard and his league etiquette, or lack thereof. "It's meant to be a social league and yet some people demonstrate some textbook antisocial behaviours. Especially if they're losing."

Turning his attention back to Winnie who looked as though she was about to drop the ball on her foot instead of down the lane. "My pleasure," he smiled warmly. "You picked the worst guy on the team to show you how it's done so embarrassment isn't fully off the table yet. We're only getting started."

( @winniegrant )

[iinspos]

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