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for the tree's sake
A beautifully cheeky smile spread across Wille’s face. Now that he had an up-close view, Simon noted the dusting of freckles across the man’s cheeks and nose and, most importantly, the one small freckle on his upper lip. He allowed himself one singular second to stare at that one small freckle before looking up to Wille’s eyes again.
“And your deepest darkest desire?” Wille asked conspiratorially.
Simon shook his head and turned back to the pastries. “You’ll have to wait for the first campfire confessional.”
“I must have missed that on the activities list.”
“Oh, yes. It’s at 9 pm, right after macaroni art and interpretive dance.”
“Thanks for explaining the schedule,” Wille joked. Simon stuck out his tongue at him.
Or, Simon meets fellow new student Wille on a "New Graduate Student Retreat" in the wilderness. They get to know each other under the trees. And fall in love. Naturally.
read chapter one here (T, ~11k, 1/5)
#redemption for the camping episode#and the lake episode tbh#except wille isnt prince#and they just met#whatever you get it#wilmon#young royals fic#yr fic#young royals
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facts.
#edvin ryding#omar rudberg#edvin and omar#omar and edvin#crown prince wilhelm#wilhelm#wilhelm x simon#simon yr#yr fic#young royals
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Wilmon AU in which Wille gets so drunk during a party that he ends up crying when Simon kisses him because he's so into him but he also knows he has a boyfriend and he feels like a jerk for cheating on him with gorgeous Simon
Simon – aka Wille's boyfriend - will laugh his ass off at the absurdity of it all, but then he spends the rest of the party holding an inconsolable Wille as the blonde keeps showing him cute pics of him and his boyfriends and sobbing a "look at him, he's so pretty, you can't kiss me anymore I can't hurt him"
Cue Simon promising a drunk Wille that he will not kiss him so that he won't be cheating anymore. Wille will hug him so tight then, saying "you're wonderful, Simon, I would love be with you in another life" and passing out not too long after
Next morning, Wille vividly remembers kissing someone at the party and he nearly has a panic attack over it before Simon barges into his room to tell him the most hilarious thing that he did last night (and then getting all the kisses Wille denied him last night)
#they are dorks your honor#wilmon#wilhelm x simon#simon x wilhelm#wille x simon#simon x wille#prince wilhelm#simon eriksson#young royals#yr fic#yr fanfic#young royals hc#wilmon hc#wilmon headcanon#wilmon fic#wilmon imagine
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housed by your warmth (thus transformed)
rating: e
wc: 10,621
chapters: 1/6
Wille has given up the throne to finally be happy. But what now?
After a three-week roadtrip with Simon, Felice and Sara, Wille learns what it means to be his own person. With a new life in Bjärstad, he learns to live a normal life and stand up for himself and what he wants. Naturally, Simon is along for the ride all the way.
Between getting to decide what his own room looks like, finding a real job and going back to public school, Wille has to deal with the curve balls the Royal Court is still throwing him, but most importantly. He is happier and more in love than he ever thought was possible.
read chapter one on ao3
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I am tired, but I am yours
He means to wait up for Wille, who’s been in emergency meetings since the Jubilee happenings ended, but then he’s blinking groggily awake as his bedroom door opens and a sliver of light from the hallway stretches across the room.
“Wille?” he mumbles, though he recognizes the briefest outline of Wille’s profile against the light before the door snicks shut again.
“Sorry,” Wille whispers into the darkness. “I wanted to be here hours ago.”
I wanted you to be here months ago , Simon thinks, listening to the rustle of Wille removing his shirt and trousers.
“S’okay.” Simon had fallen asleep on top of the blankets, so he scoots over until he can get under the top one and lifts it, waiting to feel Wille climb in next to him. Wille runs into the edge of the bed in the darkness, curses, reaches with searching hands for the sound of Simon laughing at him.
Wille curls around Simon’s back, an arm underneath so he can properly hold Simon. Simon feels the breadth of his chest as they breathe in tandem, Wille’s socked toes finding the bare skin of Simon’s ankles.
“How long can you stay?” Simon asks, tilting his head back a bit to rub his ear against Wille’s cheek.
“I should be back before dawn,” Wille sighs. “The Crown may have to accept me visiting you, but it’s still against Hillerska rules.” He nuzzles the back of Simon’s neck, sighing deeply. “Tempted to tell them to shove it, too. Think your mom would let me live here if I transferred to Marieberg?”
Simon chuckles, but the laugh catches in the middle of his chest; there’s a knot there that hadn’t been just a moment ago. His first thought is to throw off the blanket, make an excuse, flee to the bathroom until this passes, but Wiile’s twining their fingers together over Simon’s heart and he reminds himself that it’s not so much that Wille makes him want to cry but rather that having Wille here lets him cry.
Read the rest on AO3.
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“Your hair’s getting long.” Wilhelm twisted and twirled loops of Simon’s hair between his fingers as they lay in his dorm bed on a lazy Sunday morning. Wilhelm had awoken with the sun, and sleepy cuddles had led to an early morning reprise of the night before. Simon was now laying with his head on Wilhelm’s chest, their legs intertwined.
Simon yawned. “Oh yeah, I need to get a haircut.” He lifted his head to kiss Wilhelm on the cheek and then buried his face into his armpit. “I was almost asleep by the way,” he mumbled into the mattress.
“Oh, sorry to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
“Mmph.”
Wilhelm continued to gently stroke Simon’s hair, in silence for a minute or so.
“...I really like it like this, for what it’s worth.”
Simon’s smushed face emerged and he laid his chin on Wilhelm’s chest. “Wille. You just told me to go to sleep. Are you talking about my hair again?”
“Sorry…Have I ever told you that, though? Your hair is beautiful. I’m kind of obsessed with it, actually.”
Simon’s smile slowly lit up the room, brighter than the morning sun beaming through the crack in the curtains, sleepy eyes now alert and focused on Wilhelm’s. “Really? No, you’ve never said that.” He stroked Wilhelm’s cheek softly, lovingly.
“The way the light bounces off your curls. Your hair is like, glowing. You’re glowing. And the color. It’s not just dark brown, it’s like, all these cool different shades of, like, copper, too? In the sunlight? And it’s so soft, it’s like I literally can’t stop touching it. Is that okay? I’m sorry–”
“Wille?” Simon cupped Wilhelm’s face in his hands.
“Yeah?”
“You’re so...” Simon furrowed his brow and shook his head in amused frustration.
Wilhelm laughed. “I’m so what?”
“You’re so damn adorable,” Simon sighed. “Stop it.”
“Are you sure?” Wilhelm grinned. “I wasn’t done talking about how much I love your hair.”
“Okay, fine, proceed.” Simon laid his head back down on Wilhelm’s chest, and Wilhelm inhaled deeply.
“God, your hair smells amazing. What kind of shampoo do you use? I’ve always wondered...”
#just a little bit of simon hair worship before i go to bed#young royals#yr ficlet#wilmon#yr fanfic#yr fic#yr drabble
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Next chapter of Incognito Mode is finally finished and with the betas, so should be posted within the next few days or so!
In the meantime, have a Sunday Snippet.
An hour later, it’s Simon’s turn to make coffee in the little kitchenette while Wille goes for his own shower. He’s staring into space waiting for it to brew when he feels Wille approach from behind, goosebumps rippling across his skin as a pair of arms slowly slide around his middle.
“Hey,” Wille murmurs into his neck and Simon melts back into the embrace. He couldn’t have stopped himself if he’d wanted to. He folds his own arms over Wille’s, holding them in place.
“Hi.”
“Couldn’t we just stay in here all day?” Wille rests his head on Simon’s shoulder, slotting perfectly into that space as if he was made to be there. “Go back to bed?”
Simon grins to himself. His cheeks are starting to ache with all this smiling he’s been doing since he woke up. “I think the girls might have some questions if we just never reappeared.”
“Yeah, of course. You’re right.” Wille disentangles himself, pulling away to lean against the worktop and reach for his coffee. Simon manages to stop himself from protesting the loss too loudly, but for the first time since he woke up there’s a discordant note in the happy melody filling his head. It’s not that he’d thought Wille was going to walk in there hand in hand with him and announce to the whole room what they’d been up to. But he didn’t have to sound quite so nervous at the thought of it.
Simon tries to put the thought to one side. “So, um…when are you heading back home?” he asks instead.
“Uh, tomorrow morning, I think. Is it not the same for you?”
Simon shakes his head, moving over to the sofa by the window. Wille follows close on his heels. “No, I was going home this afternoon. I’ve got lectures tomorrow.”
“Oh.” Wille’s face instantly drops.
“But…I was thinking…if I set off early enough tomorrow, I’d only miss the first one, and it’s not that important,” Simon lies, trying not to think about the amount of work he still has to do on his final year dissertation, or the fact he’s meant to be having a meeting with his supervisor on Tuesday about it. He’ll pull an all-nighter tomorrow night, it’ll be fine. “So…I could stay tonight as well, maybe? Set off tomorrow?”
“Yeah?” says Wille, and any amount of catching up Simon will have to do is going to be worth it if it means he gets to watch Wille’s eyes light up like that. “Okay then.”
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“thanks for explaining the schedule”
They stood shoulder to shoulder, perusing the brightly lit array of rather sad-looking baked goods. Well, Simon’s shoulder was more halfway up Wille’s bicep, so it was more shoulder to mid-arm, but that was unimportant. They were touching ever so slightly and Simon was simply trying to remain calm.
“Let’s get all the standard questions out of the way,” Wille said suddenly, glancing at Simon out of the corner of his eye. “What are you studying, what’s your favorite color, what are your deepest and darkest desires?”
“I don't think those are all standard questions, Wille.” Staring resolutely at an apple turnover, Simon avoided the other’s gaze.
Wille nudged him with his elbow and Simon nudged him back, hiding the grin creeping onto his face.
“I’m studying music. Composition, mostly. I like the color purple but I am not one of those people who says they like purple but then take it to an extreme and only own purple things.” Simon turned to meet Wille’s eye and held up a finger. “I realize my argument is weakened by the fact that I am wearing a purple hoodie but it does not count.”
A beautifully cheeky smile spread across Wille’s face. Now that he had an up-close view, Simon noted the dusting of freckles across the man’s cheeks and nose and, more importantly, the one small freckle on his upper lip. He allowed himself one singular second to stare at that one small freckle before looking up to Wille’s eyes again.
“And your deepest darkest desire?” Wille asked conspiratorially.
Simon shook his head and turned back to the pastries. “You’ll have to wait for the first campfire confessional.”
“Hm, I must have missed that on the activities list.”
“Oh, yes. It’s at 9 pm, right after macaroni art and interpretive dance.”
“Thanks for explaining the schedule,” Wille joked. Simon stuck out his tongue at him.
,,,, or, a WIP where the boys meet on a new grad student trip and, as expected, fall deeply in love.
#using canon lines in an AU#ain’t nothin better#listen…#one of these days i will actually post these to ao3#but i am a perfectionist#this made me giggle though#wilmon#young royals#yr fic#they falll in love in every universe#<3 <3
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And than I- And than- And than I- I-
#edvin ryding#omar rudberg#edvin and omar#omar and edvin#crown prince wilhelm#wilhelm#wilhelm x simon#simon yr#yr fic#young royals
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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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housed by your warmth (thus transformed)
rating: e
chapters: 2/6
current wc: 21,714
Wille has given up the throne to finally be happy. But what now?
After a three-week roadtrip with Simon, Felice and Sara, Wille learns what it means to be his own person. With a new life in Bjärstad, he learns to live a normal life and stand up for himself and what he wants. Naturally, Simon is along for the ride all the way.
Between getting to decide what his own room looks like, finding a real job and going back to public school, Wille has to deal with the curve balls the Royal Court is still throwing him, but most importantly. He is happier and more in love than he ever thought was possible.
read on ao3 here
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some of y’all need to stop confusing your fanfiction headcanons about characters with them in the actual show. It feels like sometimes that you’re complaining how they didn’t act the way you thought they would bc you expect them to be the way they are in fic
#young royals#i have a lot to say#yr s1#yr s2#yr fanfic#yr fic#simon yr#wilhelm yr#yr s3#Madison#erik#stella#fredrika young royals#nils#Vincent#Alexander#madison young royals#lisa ambjörn
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Hello I finally wrote something again! A short canon divergent one shot. It grew out of one of the drabbles I posted on here at some point.
Wille always seems to be putting his foot in his mouth around Simon. He even got to do it on national TV once. But seeing Simon kissing other people apparently makes him stupid and pissy.
Read it on AO3!
And thank you to @unfortunate17 for advocating for Wille's pissyness 🙏
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Constellations of Love
Summary
There are many words Simon would use to describe Wilhelm. “Arrogant,” “spoiled,” and “a prissy prince” to name a few. Likewise, Wilhelm thinks he has Simon accurately labeled as an attention-seeking asshat who never shuts his loud mouth. Their disdain for each other seems to know no bounds, until the two wake up in one bed after a house party which causes a surge in their friends’ pre-existing notion that Simon and Wilhelm’s hatred for each other is just poorly veiled lust.
Eventually it all becomes too much for either of them to handle, leading to Simon and Wilhelm agreeing to fake date long enough to end their “relationship” in a massive staged fight which will finally get their friends off of their backs once and for all. But the more time they spend together, the more their plan begins to fall apart, and they realize that falling for your enemy isn’t as impossible as it seems.
TLDR: An enemies to lovers & fake dating story, with focuses on Simon’s struggle to keep his family afloat despite his father’s abuse and addiction, and Wille’s trauma and anxiety from childhood to adulthood, heavily based on the book “They Hate Each Other” by Amanda Woody
Click here to read chapter 1
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