#wilmon

[loren91]

So I saw some talk about Mermaid Wilmon a little while ago and it reminded me of a thought I’ve had many times before, Wille and Ariel are so similar 😂

Prince/princess with a bad relationship to their parent who’s also the monarch. They’re unhappy with the current circumstances and dreaming about a different life. They fall in love with someone who is considered “wrong” for them. There’s a lot of pressure on them but they rebel against it to pursue love.

And now I’ve used this as an excuse to Disneyfy Wilmon. And also I’ve always liked drawing mermaids so I’m happy 😁✨

For @youngroyals-events yr week. “Fantasy AU”

[wilmonshake]

soft & blurry wilmon ♡

[wilmon]

YOUNG ROYALS 2.06

[in-amor-veritas]

favorite kiss in the series kinda…

best episode of all television…..

Young Royals 2.04 ♥️💜

[bimorebooks]

Basically all of my favorite ships are kind of the same relationship in different fonts, and you know what? That’s self-care

[wilhelmified]

one thing about me... i WILL imagine wilmon cuddling. I'll close my eyes and BOOM wilmon spooning. wilmon hugging while cooking. simon sleeping on wille's chest and their newly adopted kitten sleeping on his stomach. wilmon falling asleep together watching a movie at linda's. wilmon sleeping on the backseat while sara (and felice) drives them home after a party. wilmon somehow fitting themselves on the hospital bed to cuddle when simon has fallen and broken his ankle. wille putting his head on simon's lap while reading a book. simon rubbing his nose and lips all over wille's face when wille compliments the new song he wrote. wille washing simon's curls while they hold each other in the shower. simon conspicuously sitting on wille's lap when he notices someone flirting with wille a little too much. wille keeping an arm around simon's waist whenever they're in public; you won't catch me NOT attaching wilmon at the hip in one way or another. I WILL glue them together at all times. I have two mentally ill boys in my head and if they don't have some form of skin to skin contact at any instant they'll start shrieking

[grapehyasynth]

Imagining an AU where Simon is a boarder and he comes back from rowing practice and complains to his roommate Wille about August's comment about Simon being small, and how this is a thing people have teased him about since everyone hit puberty, and he's not even that small! And Wille, who works out a lot as anxiety and stress management, says he could help Simon put in some weight and muscle if he wants. They become gym rats together, and Wille, who is "straight", finds excuses to arm-wrestle Simon, has to carefully observe his changing body, helps spot him when he lifts and shows him how to improve his form -- hey, he's just helping a bro out!

[pagegirlintraining]

“What is it then?” And while Simon would’ve preferred to do this after dinner, with a little more time to slowly ease them into it, he had to admit that that was a fair question, and also just about the clearest opportunity he’d get to speak up. Quick and painful, just like a bandaid, he told himself. Out loud, he said, “Actually, it does have to do with Wille. There’s something I need to tell you.”

It's heeeeeere 🥰 go read on AO3 to see how (if?) our boys are gonna fix this (jk. I don't do unhappy endings, dw)

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

Y'all new chapter out!! Ch. 8 🎉💜

WIP: Chapter 1

Relationship: Simon Eriksson/Wilhelm

Rating: E

Fandom: Young Royals (TV 2021)

Language: English

Summary:

Wilhelm is caught in a consuming infatuation with someone who can never truly be his. Struggling to reconcile his feelings, he tries to ignore the longing, but it lingers, a constant ache beneath the surface. Meanwhile, Simon is overwhelmed by the burdens of his work and the unresolved ghosts of his past, leaving little room for anything else. As he navigates his tangled emotions, love seems like the last thing on his mind — until, perhaps, it isn’t.

[caramelpenguin]

Free prompt!

@youngroyals-events

i'm not exactly sure what counts as NSFW, but there's only very very very VERY little in this!!

Ayub thinks it's a bit childish, and Rosh says it's kind of funny but still, 'Simon, you've got to show him who's boss.' Sara rolls her eyes whenever he's complaining, but listens as if she's piecing a puzzle together. Maddison raises her brows, grins and says they should fuck to get it out their systems.

What none of them know is that they have, actually, fucked. Many times. Not once has it 'gone out of their systems.'

The first time was after an all-staff meeting. Wilhelm had been making subtle jabs all morning, his sharp comments always landing with a smirk. Simon’s patience had already been stretched thin by the time the meeting ended. He had stopped Wilhelm before he could leave, closing the door behind them with a snap. He pointed to Wilhelm’s chest, pressing a finger into the pristine, infuriating fabric of his shirt. “What’s your problem?” he demanded, eyes narrowed.

In less than five minutes, Simon’s legs were wrapped around Wilhelm’s waist, fingers knotted in dark brown hair as Wilhelm pinned him to the wall. The kiss was hot and eager and molten, lips clashing like they were trying to outpace the fire in their veins. Simon’s fingers tangled in Wilhelm’s hair, pulling just hard enough to elicit a groan that sent a shiver straight through him. Wilhelm’s hands trailed firmly along his thighs, holding him in place as they ground against each other.

The sound of footsteps shattered the moment. Wilhelm set Simon down with a tenderness that didn´t match any of their actions. Simon straightened his shirt, cleared his throat and left the room without looking back.

The second time was eerily similar: another meeting, another tense exchange that escalated into Wilhelm’s fingers deftly undoing Simon’s buttons as their mouths collided again and again. Simon knew it wasn’t a good idea but his resolve crumbled the second Wilhelm’s lips traced the edge of his jaw. Then his phone suddenly rang and interrupted the two.

Simon’s resolution to stop this stupid behavior and ignore the urge that swelled in him whenever he saw Wilhelm in a shirt that somehow made his biceps look unfairly good was shattered again. But maybe blaming the biceps wasn’t fair. After all, he´d been making eyes at Wilhelm from across the staff room before carefully retreating to his office, pretending it wasn’t deliberate.

When he sits down, his heart is already racing. There is a knock.

He clears his throat. “Come in.”

Wilhem steps inside. He closes the door, the click of the lock loud in the silent room. A small smile rests delicately on him. “Hey.”

Arms. Crooked teeth. Deep eyes. Simon drowns in it. 

The third time, he really has no excuse. Wilhelm is golden syrup and follows as he’s dragged over and pushed into the desk chair, a grin on his face. Simon swings a leg over to straddle him, hands cupping his jaw, thumb brushing lightly over faint stubble as Wilhelm greedily digs into his back.  

“That guy in the meeting today,” Wilhelm murmurs against his lips. “He couldn’t stop looking at you.” His hands roam, warm and steady, anchoring Simon in place.

This was meant to be self-gratifying sex. Quick. Against the wall. Done and over with and then Wilhelm would leave.But brushing his nose against Wille’s and running a hand through the hairs at the back of his neck is strangely soothing too. 

Simon tilts his head, a teasing lilt in his tone. “Did he look irritated?”

Wilhelm smirks, brushing his nose against Simon’s. “He looked like he wanted to be alone in a room with you.”

Simon wonders if he can merge his entire body with Wille’s, removing the space between them. All he can do right now is press closer, “I’d rather have been alone in that room with you.”

Wilhelm laughs softly, his lips grazing Simon’s neck. “He’s your ex, isn’t he?”

“Yeah,” Simon admits, his breath hitching as Wilhelm’s teeth graze his skin. “He’s a dick.”

Wilhelm hums in response, his hands sliding lower. Simon melts, fingers threading through brown hair. For a moment, everything else fades —the meetings, the tension, the people outside the door who had no idea.

“How long do you have?” Wilhelm murmurs, voice a low rumble.

Simon leans in. “As long as you want.”

[in-amor-veritas]

Anyway Hate Me Like You Love Me chapter 6 is nearly finished let’s hope I can get it uploaded by Sunday evening maybe 🙏🙏

[wilmon]

YOUNG ROYALS 2.01

[missingthemantaray]

😭😭😭😭😭😭 so perfect

So Maria @books-books-smolderinglooks keeps going on about Wille with a beard, so I had to make it happen, didn't I? And then it just turned into a sugary-sweet engagement photo I guess. No idea how that happened 😂

For @youngroyals-events YR week, “before/after”, a few years post-canon.

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

Young Royals 2.05

[gulliblelemon]

Sunday Snippet

This is from something new that's almost finished! A relatively short little fluffy thing where I'm going to have to give you a few British definitions (sorry 😇)

Wille desperately wants to stay here and talk to Simon, to say… something, anything, that might make him laugh, or smile, or look at Wille with that twinkle in his eye. But apparently that’s not to be, because at that moment Simon says, “I have to go.”

“Okay,” Wille says, stepping back so that Simon can grab his bag from the hut. “Well, uhm, it was nice to… to see you again. Simon.”

“Yeah,” Simon says, slinging his bag onto his back. “You too, uh…”

He trails off, and Wille realises he’s trying to decide what to call him.

“Wilhelm,” he says hurriedly, not sure he could take his title coming out of Simon’s mouth. “Wilhelm’s fine. Please. Or… or Wille.”

“Okay,” Simon says, a small smile on his lips. “Well. I might see you around then… Wille.”

The small pause before his name, as though Simon is contemplating it, makes Wille’s heart do a  somersault in his chest. “Yeah,” he breathes, returning Simon’s smile. “See you around.”