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young royals fic rec, 18/?
i’m (slowly) working my way through the wilmon tag on ao3 and thought that as i go i might shout out some fics i enjoy along the way! i've tagged authors where i knew their tumblr url, but please feel free to tag folks or dm me if you know ones i've missed!
1. cashmere by @thedecadenceofwar - Simon pulled the sweater from his backpack and something so deep lurched within him, he felt like crying. Almost on instinct, he bunched it to his nose and mouth like an oxygen mask, and breathed deep. Oh, fuck.
2. (Online Love) by @oatflatwhite - Wilhelm comes out. The world (via social media) deals.
3. don't you wanna be nobody? by falseari - Markus talks to the press. Simon and Wille deal with the fallout.
4. if i had one more moment with you by @altruistic-meme - Just a quiet moment from an easier time. Simon is tired and Wilhelm has a solution.
5. Grant Me a Stay by fitz_y - Two weeks before Wilhelm’s high school graduation, Simon gets a shitty unexpected phone call.
6. a feeling that never left by @aniara - They had kissed, Simon and Wilhelm, that first month at Hillerska. Wilhelm had taken it back the next day, suggested they stay friends, and that was all they were now, two years later. Best friends.
7. you and me, meant to be by makeamends - When Simon has to get one of his wisdom teeth removed, Wilhelm doesn't hesitate to offer his help. It definitely has nothing to do with the fact that he's been in love with Simon for years.
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Simon can’t believe, sometimes, that he gets to have this—university, an internship he actually likes in the music industry, friends close enough to visit between work and school. (Close enough to make it to Wille’s birthday dinner tonight and insist on singing to him in the restaurant, much to his lighthearted embarrassment.)
Simon can’t believe he gets moments like these, like snapshot flashes of clarity, that make him so fucking grateful that he held on to this, that they put up a fight, that they made it. Even though things have been tumultuous between Wille and his family since he’d abdicated, Wille’s just turned 20 in spite of it, has rebuilt a life he’s proud of.
(And Simon’s so proud of him.)
It’s quiet dawns under the covers where Simon looks at Wille sleeping and just keeps falling and falling and falling. It’s the way Wille makes coffee every morning because he claims he does it better, but really, Simon knows it’s because he likes to be helpful.
It’s now, walking down city streets back to their apartment after a nice evening with friends, when Wille’s a teeny bit buzzed like he sometimes gets. (He’ll have a few drinks and Simon won’t. Simon's only rule is that he’s not carrying him home—and Wille maybe leans a little more into him, arm slung affectionately around his shoulder, but Wille’s never broken that promise.)
Wille shakes the hair out of his eyes—it’s started to get a little longer, curls up a bit at the edges—and laughs at his own joke.
It almost knocks Simon off-kilter, the way he kind of loves Wille like this, loves him all the time—but especially when those big, honey-brown doe-eyes are all unguarded and sincere. Wille’s a teddy bear when he drinks, content to sober up in Simon’s arms, to tuck tired kisses against his jaw. (He’ll definitely doze off tonight halfway through the movie he’d picked, but it’s been a long day.) Simon loves it like he loves the sweet, warm, early-evening breeze, and the freckles that come out in droves across Wille’s skin in the summer.
And of course Wille was born in the summer—he belongs in the sunshine. He’s sunshine, and he’s smiling with teeth, and he’s all golden every time a streetlight flickers to life, recounting a story that it definitely sounds like he’s misremembering. Simon looks up—because he still has to look up at him—with so much fondness, and he lets Wille talk, however impossible Wille’s stream of consciousness is to follow, because he’ll never get tired of listening.
Simon doesn’t actually say anything of substance until they’re back at their door. The key’s in the lock, and the weather’s going to be nice enough for the lake on Sunday, and, “oh, I need to return Linda’s call”—and Simon is so in love.
And yes, yes, okay Wille said no gifts, but—“Hey, um.” Simon flicks on the hallway light. “There’s actually one more thing.” It’s been hidden in the pocket of a winter coat for a month and a half. Now Simon’s hiding it nervously behind his back.
Wille blinks a bit unsteadily, midway through toeing his shoes off. His eyes fall on Simon’s posture; something soft flickers in them. “I thought we said no birthday presents.”
Simon snorts a laugh. “We did—and then you still got me concert tickets for mine, remember?”
“But that doesn’t count because—“ Wille cuts himself off because there’s a black, rectangular box cradled in Simon's hands. “Simon.” It’s like a warning, that tone, but he takes a step closer. Then two. And then his eyes are searching Simon’s face.
Simon bites his lip, bites back a grin. “It wasn’t that expensive, before you say anything.” Expensive is relative—but Simon’s been thinking about this for a long, long time. And now he actually has the means to do something about it, so. “Open it.”
Slowly, like the contents might break, Wille takes it from his hands and thumbs over the black velvet for a second before he pops it open. “Simon,” he says again, softer. Wille’s lips part like he wants to say something else, but he shuts his mouth and swallows, touching the metal with gentle fingertips.
It’s a plain silver chain—thick enough to be considered masculine but delicate enough to be him.
Simon rocks forward on the balls of his feet. He shouldn’t be nervous because he’d been, like, 99% sure Wille would like it. He’d asked both Rosh and Ayub for advice. He’d asked Felice whether it was too much. But now that Wille’s gone quiet he’s second guessing everything. Wille hasn’t worn a necklace regularly since he stopped wearing the cross. Maybe he doesn’t—
“I love it.” Wille swallows, brows furrowed. “Can you, um—will you—” His voice wavers a bit, but he doesn’t have to finish the sentence for Simon to take the necklace gingerly from his hands and fasten the clasp behind his neck. “You know you didn’t have to get me anything,” Wille says in the general direction of the wall.
“I know,” Simon says quietly, letting his hands linger on Wille’s shoulders and squeezing once before letting go. Neither of them are really the type to want gifts. It’s just—Wille still rubs his chest when he’s anxious, when he panics or wakes up from nightmares. (When, this morning, he’d been confronted with the fact that his mother might not call.)
Maybe it’s dumb, or maybe it isn’t, but Simon wants something there—a tangible reminder that Wille doesn’t have to deal with it alone. He won’t say any of that, though; what he says is, “It suits you.”
But maybe Simon doesn’t actually have to explain it at all for Wille to understand what it means. (I’m not going anywhere; I’m even more in love with you now than I was at 16.) Maybe Wille just knows, because he rests his palm flat against his chest before slipping arms around Simon’s waist. He brushes a kiss against the side of Simon’s head and murmurs, “thank you, älskling.”
(And he never takes the necklace off.)
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#young royals fanfiction#young royals ficlet#wille/simon#wilmon#wilhelm x simon#young royals#simon eriksson#young royals fic#simon x wilhelm
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always on the tip of my tongue (ch 4/12)
rating: explicit
word count: 53,033 (4/12 chapters)
summary: Friends. A decade ago, they could have been more, but that's not what happened. They remained friends. Best friends.
Benefits. Because having a best friend who knows you inside and out can have its perks.
(Read from the beginning on AO3)
(Read chapter four on AO3)
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Summary:
The Queen is dying; parliament is about to name August Horn of Årnäs her successor; and Simon Eriksson is rushing across the ocean armed with nothing but a ten-year-old piece of paper searching for the boy he fell in love with when he was sixteen, or rather the man who is Sweden's rightful next King.
Simon Eriksson is a fool.
Chapters: 3/5
Fandom: Young Royals (TV 2021)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Simon Eriksson/Wilhelm
Characters: Simon Eriksson, Wilhelm (Young Royals)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Season/Series 01, Future Fic, Wilhelm Never Returned to Hillerska, Aged-Up Character(s), Wilhelm Needs a Hug (Young Royals), Simon Eriksson Needs a Hug, Wilhelm leaves it all behind and starts a new life, on the Faroe Islands, Pining, Smut, Tender Sex, Anal Sex, Angry Sex, they are both absolutely hung up on each other, August exists, Wilhelm has a dog, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
#this was always supposed to be five chapters#why do you ask#faroe gone#fic update#young royals#young royals fic#wilmon
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Study Strategy (Simon/Wilhelm)
Summary: Living in a dormitory requires a level of quiet that neither Simon nor Wilhelm can accomplish. (This show gets angsty literally right off the bat and I couldn’t handle it anymore, I had to stop and write some fluff to cope. Thank you to my evil friends, @signinandgetkinky and @nhasablogg for telling me to watch this show, you’ve ruined my life. Hope y’all enjoy the fic!!)
“You are allowed to take a break from studying, you know,” Wilhelm says, smirking.
Simon can’t help the fond chuckle he gives in response. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re good at maths.”
“So are you! You just overthink the questions.”
Wilhelm snatches the notebook away before Simon can protest, pushing him back against the bed and laying across his chest, effectively finding a way to both pin him down and cuddle him close.
Simon would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. “Well, if I fail this next test, it will be your fault.”
“Good thing you won’t fail, then.”
He opens his mouth to argue, but Wilhelm is kissing him before he can form any words, and he can’t help but kiss back. It’s risky, kissing at school like this, but they can’t seem to resist the temptation.
After their lips pull apart, Wilhelm doesn’t stop there. He presses kisses to Simon’s cheek, his jaw, his nose. His face flushes, and he’s certain that the prince can feel the heat radiating off of his skin. Normally, he’d be teased about it, but his mouth is rather occupied.
Simon lets out a content hum, hands wrapping around Wilhelm’s waist and holding him even closer. He loves when his boyfriend gets into these touchy-feely moods, wanting to be so near they’re practically joined at the hip. It makes him feel special, wanted.
When the kisses travel down towards his neck, though, he can’t help but squirm, a breathy laugh slipping out.
“Does this tickle?” Wilhelm asks, mischief glinting in his eyes.
Even his breath tickles. How is that even fair? Simon huffs. “You know it does.”
“I know. I just wanted to hear you say it.”
Simon never expected Wilhelm to be so playful, so affectionate. He assumed that royals grew up so stiff and strict, but it seems as though the prince’s relationship with Erik was just as playful as he and Sara’s own sibling bond. It’s heart-warming, actually, to imagine Wilhelm as a child, shrieking with joy while being carried on his big brother’s back, not worrying about the family’s legacy or public appearance or one day taking the crown. He certainly hadn’t been worried about a world where his older brother was no longer there to bring a smile to his freckled face.
The sad thought isn’t able to linger, as Wilhelm has taken Simon’s half-assed confirmation as an invitation to continue, each peck of his lips more deliberate, more purposefully ticklish, and Simon can’t help but giggle, heels digging into the mattress.
It’s a soft, steady sound until Wilhelm experimentally nips at the shell of his ear, which makes Simon shriek in the high-pitched way he finds so embarrassing, and it makes them both laugh harder with how ridiculous it is.
“Shhh,” Wilhelm murmurs, nose pressed into the crook of his neck. “You’re going to get us caught.”
“Then it’ll be entirely your fault,” Simon replies, scrunching his shoulders, trying and failing to protect himself.
And because that simply won’t do, Wilhelm switches tactics and scratches at his belly, making him thrash wildly, burying his face in the other boy’s hair as some attempt at volume control. It doesn’t do much, and reality sets in and reminds them both that while this is all fun and games, the idea of being caught is a very real, very scary thing.
“You’re the worst,” Simon breathes when Wilhelm finally rolls off of him, curling up by his side instead.
Wilhelm grins. “You love it.”
Simon rolls his eyes and sits up to resume studying, and Wilhelm doesn’t snatch his book away again. He just lays next to him, occasionally helping him with equations, but mostly just watching him.
When he does well on the test, Wilhelm whispers that maybe tickles should be his new studying strategy. It makes him blush like mad, but he doesn’t protest the idea.
#wilhelm x simon#wilmon#young royals#young royals fic#young royals ticklefic#young royals tickle fic#ticklefic#tickle fic#raspberry writes
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I am writing something and it includes a certain hallway. 👀
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He never really noticed his surroundings when he and Felice first got here, too anxious at the prospect of seeing Simon again to process much of anything else, and he doesn’t fully take them in now either as they walk down to the lake. Water, sky, trees, rocks, reeds. What of it? Simon is holding his hand. Simon kissed him and told him he’d missed him. Simon keeps turning his head to look at him and smile, like he, too, can hardly believe this is really happening.
Read chapter six or start from the beginning
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young royals fic masterpost
complete:
you've lived a life before me • rated g. 1 chapter. 2.7k words • an easy, intimate morning leads to tense conversation when a throwaway comment makes clear just how much imbalance wilhelm's upbringing has brought to his and simon's relationship. • ft. autistic!wille
too fast i fell to begging, have you ever lost heaven? • rated t. 3 chapters. 16.5k words • wilhelm can handle a lot of things, but losing simon isn't one of them. heading back to hillerska after the worst birthday in living memory, his mental health begins to catch up with him. • tw: self-harm, dissociation, panic attacks, suicide attempt
all the quiet nights you bear • rated m. 1 chapter. 8.3k words • five times somebody knew wilhelm was hurting himself, and one time somebody cared. • tw: graphic self-harm, emotional neglect, emotional abuse, suicidal ideation, broken bones, hospital/surgery content
in progress:
summer of self-discovery • rated g. 1/? chapters. 2.8k/? words. • driving away from hillerska was only the beginning. summer lasts forever at their age, and there are still a few months to go. this is simon, wilhelm, felice, and sara's holiday. • ft. autistic!wille
spring flowers in full bloom (escapril) • rated g. 25/30 chapters. 15.8k/? words. • a collection of short, unconnected oneshots inspired by the escapril 2024 prompts. • ft. autistic!wille
#young royals#young royals fanfic#young royals fanfiction#young royals fic#young royals fandom#wilmon#wilmon fanfic#wilmon fanfiction#wilmon fic#yr fic#yr fanfic#yr fanfiction#simon x wille#simon eriksson#wille young royals#wilhelm young royals#wille yr#wilhelm yr#fanfic#young royals ao3#wilmon ao3#my writing#autistic wille#autistic wilhelm#fanfiction masterpost#jay screams into the void
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Thinking of an AU where Simon has trouble pushing off Marcus, an annoying guy who can't take a fucking hint. He told him he's not interested multiple times, yet the guy never backs down.
Out of desperation, Simon agrees to his sister's suggestion of getting a fake boyfriend to make him back off. Sara recommends Felice's friend, who apparently agreed because the guy's brother thought it was a good way to at least make a friend.
Simon heard that the guy is nice and really, he can't ask for anything more than that. He just has to pretend to be in love with this guy for a couple of weeks, and when Marcus finally leaves him alone, he can just not see the guy ever again. Best case scenario, they can even actually be good friends. It's all good, right?
Everything comes crashing down once he meets Felice's friend. His name is Wilhelm, he's smart, rich, handsome, kind, charming and most importantly... he's Simon's first love and ex-boyfriend.
#young royals#wilmon#yr fic idea#prince wilhelm#simon eriksson#wilhelm x simon#young royals fic#if anyone wants to write this please feel free
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please don’t be in love with someone else
“I think Simon got a boyfriend,” Wilhelm whines, hands in his hair as if he just announced his dog has died.
“And that’s a crisis because -“ Walter drawls, making pointed eye contact with Henry to communicate what they have gossiped about extensively in private. Because Wilhelm is maybe a little more than obsessed with Simon.
Wille really hates his best friend's new boyfriend, that's all. He enlists all their friends to break them up. Because he's a good friend, of course.
read now on ao3 friends best♥︎
#my fic!#young royals fic#yep another inappropriately long oneshot from me#after A YEAR of hiatus#this one is fun yall i haven’t done a long AU like this for a while#let’s do it again (not so soon sksksk)#young royals fanfiction#young royals fanfic#wilmon#wilmon fanfic
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Hoppas du får en fin jul.
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take any heart – take mine
rating: explicit
word count: 31,173 (3/3 chapters)
summary: Not completely by accident, Wille finds himself captive aboard the Harmony, a pirate ship lead by the enigmatic Captain Simon.
(Read from beginning on AO3)
(Read final chapter on AO3)
#ally writes#young royals#young royals fic#wilmon fic#it almost took two entire calendar years but we have made it
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Summary:
Wilhelm, Simon, Sara and Felice drive off to enjoy a carefree summer away from everything. A summer full of love, freedom and self-discovery.
It's going to be great.
One Wild Summer (4789 words) by groenendael
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Young Royals (TV 2021)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Simon Eriksson/Wilhelm, Felice Ehrencrona & Sara Eriksson
Characters: Wilhelm (Young Royals), Simon Eriksson, Sara Eriksson, Felice Ehrencrona
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, POV Wilhelm (Young Royals), Fluff, Romance, Summer Vacation, Midsummer, Strawberries, Swimming, Self-Discovery, Horny Teenagers, Summer Adventure, Nature, Road Trips, Radio, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
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S2 Walty snippets series [complete]
With the final season of Young Royals almost upon us, I've been taking stock of my fics and decided to scrap the second chapter to Like you better. There is always a chance of me returning to it someday, but I don't think it really brings anything new to the fic.
That means my little series of S2-compliant Walty fics is complete, and since I never made a proper series post, here's some shameless self-promo (ft. comment quotes):
Sflow's S2 Walty snippets
S2-compliant Henry or Walty fics. The first two are consistent with each other, the last one is separate. Any of them can easily be read as a standalone. Henry is ace as always in my fics, but the depiction of his asexuality and the nature of his relationship to Walter varies.
Bright ideas: ~5k, T, platonic Walty
"I love how no matter how short this little one-shot is, it still has a complete narrative structure (--) I giggled from start to finish"
Henry's motivation for rowing has been on a downward spiral all winter. He gets a little lost inside his head trying to avoid punishment for being late, until Walter tells him to get home for something exciting. Cue an awkward walk-by when Wilmon are trying to have an important talk, some related thoughts, a discussion with Walter, and an invitation for Wille to join some ridiculous shenanigans.
OR: A missing moment/scene expansion for s2ep2 (written for YR week 2023) that shows us what Henry was up to before, during and after the locker room scene. My attempt at crack.
Like you better: ~2k, T, queerplatonic OR romantic Walty
"I didn't know I needed queerplatonic fanfics that much. It makes me so happy!"
After the masquerade ball, Walter comes home to Henry, who is newly recovered from a migraine attack. A bit of talk about girls, their friendship, and Henry's recent revelation of his asexuality ensues. Along with some cuddles.
OR: A super fluffy missing moment between Walty at the end of s2ep4. Can be read as either queerplatonic or romantic, your choice!
Last chance: ~7k, T, romantic Walty
Not consistent with the other parts of the series!
"beautifully crafted (--) second chapter was amazing and gentle and like being hugged through my phone screen"
As Henry and Walter's friendship takes a romantic turn, Henry decides to take the last chance to come out to his best friend before everything changes.
OR: A first kiss + coming out/ace talk + getting together fic set after S2 (written for Ace Awareness Week 2023). Contains discussion of past acephobia, previous sexual experience (not very specific), and aversions (French kissing specifically mentioned, the rest are up to the reader's interpretation). A more sex-favourable take on ace Henry than my other fics (sex doesn't happen in the fic, though). Also, Walter is explicitly gay in this one.
#young royals#young royals fanfic#young royals fic#henry young royals#walter young royals#walty#ace fic#s2 walty snippets#ace henry#aspec henry#asexuality#bright ideas#like you better#last chance
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Simon’s heart is stuck keeping the rhythm of a peppy love song and he doesn’t want it to stop. He thinks about Wille stumbling over his words and giggling awkwardly, the way his voice sounds when he’s smiling, the way he says Simon’s name like it’s a rare treat he wants to savour.
Read chapter four or start from the beginning
#young royals#young royals fic#guys there's so much tension in this chapter I nearly died writing it
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