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A frame from my next animation that I’m working on at the moment.

Just realized that I have to color all scenes now (whyyy) since I chose to do it in this style. So I’m going to very subtly try and not do that because I’m lazy.

Shared Joy

Traditional art, charcoal pencil on paper

Fucking love how Wilhelm holds Simons hand in between both of his🫶

first time sketching with a pencil in months

Hey Cami! If you're still taking requests for wilmon day, how about "Who is more jealous"? 💜

Hii Simon, thank you so much for sending in this prompt for Wilmon day. I was so happy to work on this, I had so many fun ideas but I ended up landing on this one. Hopefully this still fits into jealous Simon🤞🏽 I hope it will make you, and everyone else that take the time to read this, smile. Enjoy 💜

Every other week, Simon and Wille find themselves at their local market on a sunny Sunday morning. It’s one of their routines now that they’ve been living together. The simple things like grocery shopping, cleaning the house, cooking are things they enjoy doing because like everything else, they’re planning on spending the rest of their lives together.

The market is nice, they get to take some fresh air, get to engage in futile conversations with the locals and it’s not so far from their apartment. Besides, the good quality of food is enough to motivate them to set foot outside on the weekend even if, at times, it seems to be more expensive than in the store.

But like every Sunday, Simon has to work on his patience as the ladies of the market are always rodding around his husband. It’s not that he doesn’t understand it, his husband is cute and sexy and cute again and, on top of that, it's summer and his freckles are popping out, and he looks pretty elegant in his short-sleeved shirt.

While Simon is looking at the fruits, he only takes his eyes off him for a few seconds, but it's already too late. His husband is taken away from him.

Wille is surrounded by a herd of ladies, touching his tanned arms. For god knows why, these ladies think it's appropriate to stare at him like he was a piece of meat and, yes, Simon has to hold on to dear life as he’s had that conversation before with Wille. You can’t just throw apples at people, Simon Wille had said and all he can think now is how unfortunate that was…

Wille looks back at him, flushed from the sun, sun glasses on top of his head, and his semi short hair never looked so good. He smiles apologetically to Simon and he can't really be mad at him when he looks that sweet.

Once he pays the vendor, he's dreading the conversation and it's only making his blood boil.

Simon slowly joins them at the center of the closed street with his bag full of green apples and red ones, Wille’s favorite. He keeps one in his hand ready to shoot his target.

“Ladies” he says with every bit of bitterness he can find in his body. He wish he could scream at them for being inappropriately close to his husband but at last, the look on Wille's face tells him not to be mean and so he doesn't.

“I see you’ve been keeping my husband busy,” he purposely accentuates my husband pretty bluntly making the group flinch, while beside him, Wille bursts into laughter. Simon nudges his shoulder into his, as if the whole situation wasn't embarrassing enough.

The ladies uff like he had burst their bubbles. Simon thinks good, let me remind you he's mine. They all turn their heads away from the couple as they look appalled by Simon's words and again he feels victorious.

“Well, I guess we better go.” One of them utters in annoyance, despite still holding on to Wille's arm, not even paying much attention to Simon being right there.

“Goodbye honey,” another one exclaimed with a hand in the air.

While a bunch of them just rushed to hug Wille or to pat his head like the animal zoo he was, without forgetting to give Simon a disdain look. After all, how dare he claim his space besides his husband.

“Good riddance,” Simon mutters.

It's still loud enough for one of them to give him the middle finger which makes Simon laugh.

“Goodbye my dear, tell your mom to say hi.” one screamed as if she knew him enough to say such thing.

“Yeah, of course,” Wille lets out, hoping their interaction hasn't brought more attention to him.

“Goodbye handsome,” Another one came in winking and that is too much even for Wille.

Simon decides it’s time to step in.

“Alright, that’s enough, you can leave now.” Simon came in between them like a shield protecting his human.

“This is outrageous” one of them says in a whisper, but Simon is ready to launch himself until Wille grabs him by the hips and just hugs him from behind.

“Simon” Wille says, chin deep into Simon's warm neck.

“What,” the back of his head resting on his husband's shoulder.

“Simon,” he brings his hand to the back of his neck, forcing him to turn around and finally look up in his direction.

“I’m not going to apologize, you're not a boy toy. They can get their own husband instead of stealing mine,” he buries his head in Wille's collarbone.

“That was hot, you coming in to rescue me…” Wille comes closer, hands still holding on to Simon's hips, he makes their lips brush. He's teasing him, Simon hates him but he also can't resist him.

“Stop it, it’s not funny," he laughs despite himself.

“Simon, they’re old ladies that need attention, nothing malicious is going to happen, I promise,” he speaks as their mouths are brushing against one another.

“I just don’t like it.” He pouts and Wille takes his face in his hands and he feels like a child being comforted.

“Next time, you're not leaving my side,” Simon confesses in a sweet way as he comes closer and softly kisses Wille's lips.

“I promise.”

(@youngroyals-events)

S3 is written like the writers were playing Episode with no diamonds.

I just miss wilmon so much . They should be making a Young Royals Movie

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WANTED: TO BORROW AN ORANGE CAT Wanted: to borrow an orange cat to have a lasagna dinner with Garfield-loving twins, aged five. Will return the cat happy and cared for. Cat will not be required to eat lasagna if contraindicated. Please take your cat back at the end. Not looking to adopt. Thank you.

"This guy has completely gone mental," is Simon's first thought when he sees the ad on the bulletin board at the university campus. He considers it; he has an orange cat, after all, but this guy doesn't sound sane at all, or maybe he is a serial killer who wants to take cat owners out of this world because he has a personal vendetta against them. No, Simon, you are watching too much crime drama. Maybe the guy is a sweet dad who wants to make his little children happy. He takes a photo of the paper, still not sure if he will call this Wilhelm guy to borrow his innocent cat for a dinner party with two toddlers. This is insane.

He makes the call. He is skeptical at first, and Wilhelm, or Wille for short, as he wants to be called, mentions it before Simon even has a chance to and tells him it is very understandable. He sends them the picture of the children with their Garfield plushies, watching the cartoon with an adorable look on their faces. It looks legit, and Simon believes him. So they set up a date for Simon to bring his cat on one condition that Simon will be there as well.

Wille opens the door with the most enchanting smile, and Simon is already captivated by his charm. Okay, he was very gorgeous in the photos with the kids, but the real him standing right there is not enough for words. Fuck, why does he have to fall for the most unavailable guys? This guy is married with children. Could he be more unlucky?

Wille invites him and his cat in, and the little girls look at them behind their dad's legs with curious eyes. Simon takes his cat out of the box and makes proper introductions. He tells them what Jelly likes and does not. She usually gets on with kind children, but better safe than sorry.

Wille did actually set up a kids' table for them to eat their dinner, his cat included. He put on actual cutlery, but fortunately plastic ones. He serves the girls their long-awaited lasagna and some cat food to Jelly---her favorite one since he kindly asked Simon which one it was with the most persuasive reasoning that it's the least he could do for their favor.

He set up another table near the kids for them as well, very similar to the kids' table, but this one is more adult with real cutlery after all. Simon almost thinks this is like a date. He serves them some lasagna as well, and it is the most delicious thing Simon has ever eaten. They ask each other a couple of questions about life and work and some mundane stuff. It is not awkward at all, but it should be because they only know each other for thirty minutes, but it is not.

"You must have been very young when they were born," Simon comments out of the blue. Wille never mentioned the wife in the span of one hour they spent together. Maybe he is a single dad, and he has a chance after all. But that doesn't have to mean he's into guys at all. He needs to get his mind out of the gutter asap.

"I was 17, I think." Wille thinks it over, "No, I was 16. It was way before my birthday."

"You were so young. It must be very difficult to raise them with uni and your job."

"Their mom doesn't trust me at all when it is my turn to babysit," he chuckles. "She is calling every hour to check up on me, and I think I am doing great here. What do you think?" He smiles, and Simon's own matching smile falls flat. Yes, the mother is still in the picture, which is a downer, but babysitting? He calls taking care of his own children babysitting? He must be an asshole despite all this sweet persona. At least this will soften the blow when Simon can't have him.

"Can we do this again?" Wille asks with a small, shy smile on his face. Is he hitting on him? All of a sudden, Simon doesn't find him attractive at all. "I didn't think the girls would be that happy. I know I am being greedy here, but if it is possible for you, we would be really happy."

"I don't know," Simon mutters. He doesn't want to see this guy who is flirting with him in front of his children. He is not that guy.

"They are going to run to me in about three minutes asking if they can keep the cat; just wait." he chuckles. Why does he have to have the most beautiful smile? He is an asshole. It is not fair.

"You said you didn't want it for adoption."

"I am not trying to deceive you here."

"I wouldn't be so sure." Simon mumbles under his breath.

"Can we adopt the cat?" The girls come yelling in unison. At least he knows them very well.

"No, we can't," Wille explains. "You know your mom is allergic to cats. That's why we are doing this when she is not around. Remember?"

The tears well up in their eyes as Wille speaks. "I should have seen this coming."

"Uncle Wille, please. Pretty please." they beg in unison again with their little puppy eyes, and Simon is an idiot.

"My brother and his wife are coming in an hour to pick them up and I really fu--fudged up big this time." Wille whispers, censoring the swear word in front of the children, and he looks like an absolute dream; all the ugliness coming from the misunderstanding Simon caused himself disappears because when has Wille said they are his children at any point in his conversation?

Simon gets down on his knees to get to their eye level. "You don't want your mom to get sick, do you?" The little girls shake their heads with sniffles. "How about I bring Jelly again when you are here next time? Does that sound okay?"

They nod their little heads, satisfied with this solution. Simon tells them to go and say goodbye to his cat because they would have to get going soon.

"You don't need to do that if you don't want to," Wille says in apprehension after the girls are out of their earshot. "I really should have thought this through. This is on me."

"It is not a problem." Simon smiles. "How else am I going to find an excuse to see their very hot uncle otherwise?"

"Oh." Wille blushes. "I thought I was alone in this."

"You were definitely not. It is just that I was dumb." Wille scrunches his eyebrows in confusion, and Simon tells him to let it go. It will be a very embarrassing story if things go further.

"You know what we should do right now?" He smiles with a mischievous look. "We should set up another date."

"They won't---"

"Without the kids and my cat. Just us."

Wille, that asshole, licks his lips before he replies. "Sure, can't wait."

"Wait a second." Wille asks later, after their second first date, and Simon finds himself in Wille's apartment again, but this time in a room he hasn't seen before. "You thought I was their dad, didn't you?"

"No."

"Simon."

"Shut up."

"Look at the pictures I sent you. The pictures with the kids and me," he chuckles. Simon takes his phone from the nightstand and opens up his chat with Wille and looks at the pictures again.

"What am I seeing here?"

"Look at the mugs," he chuckles again, but he sounds more entertained this time.

Simon looks at the mugs the girls are holding in the picture with Wille in the middle. It was very cute when Simon first saw it, or his face. The letters stare back at him this time. "World's Best Uncle."

"I am a dumbass. A real dumbass."

"You are cute," he snickers. "You probably couldn't take your eyes off of me. I understand."

"Shut up, you smug asshole." Simon shoves him playfully out of the bed, but Wille hangs onto him and crashes their lips together with lots of giggles in between. He was right after all.

The lasagna picture with the girls and his cat easily became Simon and Wille's favorite yearly tradition.

Silence

Neither of them has said anything in the past forty-five minutes, and it is not comfortable at all. The opposite if he is being honest. For the first time in his life, he feels warm and safe, not needing all the idle talk just to make it look less weird. He is studying for his finals, and Wille is at the other side of the room, but not too far away, reading his new novel, which he is glued to these days. They make eye contact from time to time and smile at each other as if they are sharing a secret. Wille had gotten up and made them their favorite drinks earlier, coffee for Simon and tea for himself, and they are back to their own thing.

That was the thing he lacked with his ex-boyfriends before. The familiarity and safety of sitting in complete silence, not feeling the need to fill up the room with any conversation, or not having any strange feeling in his gut because he doesn’t know what to say and what the other person will think of him. Is he too boring? Too chatty? Too emotional or too distant. He doesn’t think twice with Wille. He can just be. 

He has never been in love before. Or he didn’t know what love was. He didn’t think he would recognize it even if he saw it, but right now it is all there, in front of his eyes. It is in the way Wille turns the pages silently. The way his eyes widen with something exciting happening in the book, but he doesn't make a noise because Simon is studying. The way he left Simon’s coffee beside him and massaged his tense shoulders without uttering a word with a kiss on his head before he left. No words spoken but it tells him everything he needs. This is love.

Chapter 3 of When Two Worlds Collide is out!

Drawing of Simons alien-creature-pet (She's really nice, he swears.)

Chapter 3: Fake it till you make it.

Simon knew they were rich, no one can afford a spacecraft like that without swimming in wealth. The crash site alone was as big as his hometown. It makes him feel all sorts of ways, none of them good.  

His nose scrunches, "Fine, just waiting for this to be over." Simon leans his chin on top of his crossed arms.  

The light twitch of Rosh's eyes, her telltale sign that Simon is talking bullshit, makes him brace for a harsh comment. 

Just when she opens her mouth to fire away, a knock sounds from the door. Simon calls out in permission and Wilhelm shuffles into the room. The hand that is running at the side of his neck gets caught on some protruding gauze. He hisses, blows some air out of his mouth and only then notices the two other people in the room.  

"Oh- I can come back later." 

As Wilhelm moves to turn around Rosh and Ayub's heads jerk to the door. "Is that him?" Ayub stands on his toes, as if that would help. His hologram sizzles.

Simon sits up straighter, waves a hand at him in a 'come here' motion. "Stand next to me, you're not in their range of view." 

Wille obliges and walks over to Simon, he waves a little awkwardly at Simon's friends. "Uh, hi?" 

The upturned corners of his mouth vanish when Rosh snaps a "Hello." at him, and gives a very non-subtle disapproving glance up and down. Ayub just narrows his eyes. 

An awkward silence settles over them, Ayub and Rosh have some non verbal interactions that include multiple hand gestures. What Simon manages to make out of it is something along the lines of 'Are you seeing what I'm seeing?' And a head shake that, arguably, looks a lot like 'What the fuck?'. 

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hidden gems fic rec list!

i haven't done a fic rec list in a while - here is my collection of previous lists - but i'm up to december 2024 in the wilmon ao3 tag! here are some wilmon fics or ficlets that maybe went a little under the radar and that i really enjoyed and recommend!

i've tagged authors where i knew their handle.

vision of happiness - @wildcalendula

Where Soul Meets Heart - @zarogz

Cartography - @starvalisedham

angel - @sundelionskyisland

a little away. - sealgummy

it's a long road home (and we've got far to go) - peonyrose

the story left untold - @little-fandom

can i take a shot at your heart? - @theaviatorthatcouldnotfly

the liars are calling me one - bananzie

Spinning in infinity - Whiterabbit11

these graves are all too young - @malinthebodyguard

All the rules to this game I bend - @saynomorefic

Maybe We Got Lost In Translation - yungroyals

And Baby I'll Rule; Let Me Live That Fantasy - @bubblesandroses8

The smile that has worked its way on Simon's face drops the second he spots a familiar figure hovering on the curb in front of their house. All the chatter around him drowns out as he locks eyes with his dad. 

Every fiber in his body stands on alert, surely Micke will get the hint that this is not the moment to hop by for whatever reason he deems necessary.  

He doesn't.  

His dad's face lights up a tad, and Simon hopes with everything that he has that Micke is sober. That there are no faint traces of cigarette ash on his sleeve, that his eyes aren't bloodshot, that he smells of sandalwood and tangerines instead of the sour odor of alcohol and sweat. 

or:

After a short road trip, Wille and Simon settle down in Bjärstad. Wille is in the midst of meeting Simon's extended family when a certain someone shows up, uninvited.

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Post S3 oneshot of how Wille meets Micke! Read on ao3 - Wrestle Your Love Out Of My Heart

I don’t think we talk about how important it is that Micke supports and even teases him about his sexuality and comes to the st. Lucia ceremony while also being an addict and being physical in a way that suggests abuse.

I say this because in nearly all LGBTQ media with minors a parent is either a perfect ally, or good in general and getting used to it, or they are both homo/transphobic and abusive in general. It is expected (at least in my conversations) that if the parent is accepting of that part of your identity with no other context , than you should be grateful and let them in. this applies to any olive branch from an abuser, but especially queer kids because not settling as a minority over the absolute bare minimum is always considered a flaw of themselves.

although Simon accepts the nice words, he still keeps his distance from his dad unless absolutely necessary and not for quality time (like getting his tutoring with the drugs) and doesn’t hide not wanting him there. this is never treated as Simón being selfish or icy.

this was healing for me. complex, not fully obvious representation of abusive patterns is so, so important. especially for viewers who see similarities in their own life

Stretching isn't enough i need to be sucked into a black hole

I'm glueing my hands to my keyboard and by god will I finish this chapter today

Started rewatching and realised I’ve never drawn this image before, simply unacceptable 💜

Also enjoy the close up because I like how their faces turned out.

Really wish we could’ve seen more moments like this in S3 🥲🤚🏻.

Originally wanted to post this on Wilmon day, but then I very much forgot I was working on it.

hey guys have you ever heard of THE CHARACTER. i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. honestly can’t even get shit done because i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. i’m listening to a song and imagining THE CHARACTER. all i know and love is THE CHARACTER

crackfic where wilmon's finale lake scene is interrupted by a moose

no gesture in the history of romance has ever managed to carry so much admiration, devotion, fondness, softness, intimacy or care as that back rub. i know wilmon have never called each other any pet names, but this right here, is the physical embodiment of 'sweetheart 🤍'

Please tell me I'm not the only one who has to re-read the last chapter of my fic before writing the next one. I straight-up almost forgot the existence of an entire character :'). Would be a little bit embarrassing.

I figured I should probably organise my page a bit so here we go!

Hya! I make Animations and drawings (mainly of young royals) and lately I've tried my hand at writing :D.

My YR Animations sorted by song:

Arcade - Duncan Laurence

The Good, The Bad And The Ugly - Ennio Morricone

Glory - Friday pilots club

Jungle - Emma Louise

Bourgeoisieses - Conan Gray

The Most Beautiful Boy - The Irrepressibles

Drawings:

For my own fic When Two Worlds Collide

Wilmon as birds

The scene where Wille picks Simon up

Fics:

Wrestle Your Love Out Of My Heart:

-After a short road trip, Wille and Simon settle down in Bjärstad. Wille is in the midst of meeting Simon's extended family when a certain someone shows up, uninvited. Finished.

When Two Worlds Collide:

-Sci-fi and outer space. Ongoing.

Where Soul Meets Heart:

After a Errikson's family game night Wille and Simon talk. Finished.

As Darkness Falls:

-Simon gets in a fight, Wille is left to pick up the pieces. Finished.

The Road we take:

-As Wille and Simon's second year at Hillershka starts, they learn how to live outside of the spotlight. Some Freshman girls get a little too comfortable. Finished.

I think that's about it. I'm always in for a chat about whatever, don't hesitate to reach out :).

There are millions of lights in the world, and there's one for you.💜

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Help I totally forgot I made this one. So here it is!

This was my first ever animation, it’s really cool to see what I’ve improved on.

The quality is way lower than the original one, I’m assuming it’s too heavy for tumblr. But I can’t get it any clearer than this.

been missing them :(

never understood why people want wilhelm to be the one obsessed and yearning and miserable over everything that goes wrong between them when simon is always equally obsessed, yearning and miserable. wilhelm took a jump of faith as small as holding fingers with simon and it already gave simon the courage to hop 20 steps further and kiss wille TWICE! wilhelm did as little as merely ask simon why he wasn't coming to rowing practice and simon challenged him to break all rules and leave the premise of school just to come on a date with him. wilhelm joined the choir for them to spend more time together and it elated simon so bad he nearly cut wille's ribcage open and jumped inside. he changed the school's 120 year old anthem into a love song for wilhelm after they'd been together for mere months and hadn't even officially dated! he quite literally breathed the very fabric of wille's sweater day and night those few weeks that they were broken up. after their break up in s3, he wanted to leave his hometown of 16 years cause everything in that small town reminded him of wille.... yes. wille's done many dramatic, embarrassing, lover boy acts for simon too, but simon is as much of a yearner and a lover, if not an even bigger one.

At least I'm not trying to be someone else. No one likes me when I'm myself. *I* like you when you are yourself!

Wilmon as birds!

Thanks to @grapehyasynth my entire feed has been covered in birds (I am NOT complaining) so I drew Wilmon as birds!

Yes I zoned out and forgot I was supposed to make them look like Wille and Simon, yes I tried to redeem it by adding the glow sticks and little heart on Wille’s wing. My entire Pinterest is just bird references now.