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a-todd-illustration · 3 months
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I’m sorry this is making me laugh so much
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jay-wasstuff · 2 months
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This conversation hits different after knowing what Erik did.
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piebingo · 1 month
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Very interesting interview.
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we’re in for a wild one.
disclaimer: personally, i’m convinced wilmon will be endgame, but it was just too good to leave out 🤠
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formerprincewille · 2 months
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I understand some people’s frustration with Wille, trust me I feel it too, but more than anything I just feel awful for him. He’s grieving his brother who is the only one who was there for him (before Simon), only to find out that Erik wasn’t totally who he thought he knew. He is expected to take over sooner than planned by parents who don’t even seem to care about him as a person, and he’s forcing himself to live a life he doesn’t want and he can’t do any of the stuff he does want. But because of “who he is”, he has to act okay with it so he projects it onto Simon to do the same things just so he doesn’t feel completely alone in all of it. The song Simon was singing this season really encapsulates so much of it. He’s like…the only one Wille has to lean on. But it’s taking away from him and it’s just ruining both of them. Wille CANNOT continue to live this way. He NEEDS to abdicate.
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wrath-of-the-sea · 1 month
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An analysis of Wille arriving at Hillerska with Erik‘s car vs. leaving in Sara‘s car
Lisa Ambjörn herself asked for this, and she shall receive.
The first time we see Wilhelm arrive at Hillerska it is with Erik. They arrive in an expensive sports car. Wille doesn‘t know what the future has to offer for him, but he knows he doesn‘t want to be at the school. The last time we see Wilhelm in a car, he is leaving Hillerska behind. He has just renounced the throne. He sits in an old Volvo with his chosen family. He has finally grown up.
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Wilhelm started a revolution at Hillerska which led to the school shutting down. Erik‘s car is a symbol for the old system and they‘re leaving everything behind in Sara’s car. It‘s a fresh start.
The sports car represents not only Erik, but Wilhelm‘s position as a prince. It symbolises his privileges, his position in the upper class. His family has money and he benefits from it. And yet, while Erik seems to be enjoying himself in the wind, he isn‘t happy. This is one of our first glimpses at the fact that Wille feels trapped in the postion he is in.
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The old Volvo can also be seen as a representation of Wilhelm‘s feelings. It being an old and not super expensive car is obviously a literal cosquence of it coming from Micke. But it can also mean more: Wilhelm has decided to leave the title of Crown Prince behind. It’s a common car - all Wille wants is to live a normal and common life. He has also decided to bridge over the class differences between Simon and himself. Wilhelm is now in a place where he‘s willing to unlearn his own classist views and privileges. They‘re willing to compromise, they‘ll make it work.
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Apart from the cars‘ price classes it‘s also important to mention the type of car they‘re driving. Erik drives an open-roof Cabrio while Sara drives a car with a closed roof. The roof represents the public eye. Wille was uncomfortable at the beginning. He didn‘t want to be perceived by the public, but he had no choice and nowhere to hide or escape to.
Now, in the end, he has renounced his title and he chooses not to be in the public eye any longer. The car roof is closed, and he finally has a way to hide. But Wilhelm chooses to do the opposite. He leans out the window. He is ready to face the world and to finally be his true self. And he has not only Simon in his arms to help him, but Felice and Sara are with him as well. They have become family. Wille is finally free.
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omar-rudeberg · 2 months
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shattered fantasy
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shattered reality
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psychoffman · 5 months
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Saw II (2005) - portraits
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I so desperately want to read a fic where Erik lives but Wille still ultimately learns about the role he played in the abusive, homophobic traditions. Show me Erik having to face the messed up bullshit he did, the messed up bullshit he likely assumed Wille would also endure in his initiation and did not warn him about—and show me him grappling with it in light of his beloved baby brother being queer.
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mirroredmemoriez · 5 months
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She is so older sister coded, I don’t know how to fully explain it but- Amanda just is.
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Bonus image:
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X men on my mind
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lovelierbitsoflife · 30 days
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“Felt like everyone needed a present today”
- Lisa Ambjörn’s instagram story -
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X-Men people how are we doing
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I personally am not ok.
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lexyleblancc · 1 year
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Something nicer {Sihtric}
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Summary: Sihtric takes care of his family during the night of a storm. 
Dad!Sihtric x Fem!Reader
Warnings: nothing, unless you fear children and a simp of a man :)
Word count: 699 haha nice
Disclaimer: Not proof read, we die like men here. Also have decided to make this a little series of the TLK men being dads because it warms my heart
There had been rumors of a storm hitting, and Sihtric couldn’t be more happy that he had made it home before it hit. The nights had been getting colder, almost unbearably cold. Furs were piled high on all the beds at night, roaring fires hit in hearths to keep the chill at bay. You were curled into Sihtric’s side, your nose cold and red from being the only part of you visible under the mountain of furs you curled under. The man sucked in a breath as your cold nose made contact with his neck, making him shiver. The door to the bedroom creaked open, making the restless man look up, seeing the small figure of your youngest child standing there, holding a small stuffed bear tightly in her arms. 
“Da, it’s so cold.” The little girl cried quietly. Sihtric sighed, sitting up and letting the furs pool around his waist, the cold air hitting his skin. 
“It is.” Sihtric agreed, motioning for his youngest to climb onto the bed. “Lay with your mom, keep her nice and warm and I’ll go get the fires going again, okay?” He cooed softly, tugging the furs over the young girl and kissing her forehead. In your sleep you reached out for your daughter, pulling her closer to you and letting out a soft hum. Both Sihtric and your daughter let out small laughs, before the man stood from the bed and found the closest tunic he could reach. 
The wooden floors were half frozen, sending shocks through him as he quickly rushed to the living room to stoke the fire before heading down the hallway to the children’s room to stoke that one as well. Sihtric almost cursed the day you insisted on giving your children the larger room with a fireplace in it, but they would always come first. He just prayed to the Gods you would be able to move houses soon, somewhere that was much larger and had a fireplace in every room to keep the family warm. 
Your two oldest children were curled together in one bed, shivering under the furs while the man worked quickly to warm them. The middle child, your only son, had abandoned his bed at some point in the night to help keep his older sister warm during the night. Once the fire was roaring once more, Sihtric grabbed some of the extra furs from a chest beside the door and covered the children, kissing both their foreheads before leaving the room quietly. 
When he was finally back in his and (Y/N)’s room, he smiled fondly seeing his wife and youngest child sleeping soundly in each other's arms. He slowly slid back under the covers, reaching over your daughter who laid contently between you two, and pulled the both of you closer to his shivering form. 
“Where did you go?” You asked, your voice laced with sleep as your eyes opened slowly to look at your husband. 
“Just fed the fires.” He told you softly, pushing some of your hair away from your face as he smiled widely. “Gave the children some extra furs to keep them warm until morning.” 
“We need more fireplaces to keep this place warm.” You joked quietly, a small smile tugging at your lips. The walls would tend to let in drafts during the colder months, taking all the heat away when the family so desperately needed it. 
“Or a nicer home.” Sihtric mumbled, his eyes growing heavy with the sleep that so desperately called for him. “I will talk to Uhtred in the morning, see if there is something we can do about the cursed cracks in the walls until then.” He promised, placing a tender kiss on your lips before leaning down and kissing your daughter's head. “Just rest darling, the warmth will flow through the house soon.” 
“I’m not the one shivering.” You hummed, placing a warm hand on your husband's arm. He smiled softly, holding you and your daughter tightly as the both of you fell asleep once more. 
He would always wake up at night, to stoke the fires that warmed your family, just until he could provide something nicer. 
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I hate all the pain Wille had to go through being seen as the “lesser” prince even though he’s more than half the man Erik ever was.
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