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magic is real you fools it happens when you make other people laugh
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scrolled through the young royals art tag way too long
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I love this gif so much
not just cause of badass "i got this, he will regret this over and over again" walk
but cause of walters "yeah, we got the prince on our side we get to go to the party like the older boys they cant stop us" walk
and Henry's "were getting into the party :33" walk
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okay simons pj pants here suit pants there
but have we ever considered that he must have bought them recently
cause he wasnt wearing them in season one
so either he got them as a gift
which i doubt
or he bought them for himself
which i think is more likely cause it seems like its more of a simon thing to buy then a linda, sara, ayub or rosh thing
meaning
and im not saying this has to be the reason
but people look so good in suit pants, i know that, you know that, simon knows that
so i just wanna throw out there
what if simon bought and wore those pants just to make wille go a little nuts inside his little queer brain
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I just wanted to talk about the moment right before Wille's speech at the end of episode six.
Because this scene (or rather, the bits right before) is usually mentioned as proof that Wille hates public speaking, that he’s got severe anxiety over it, and that he overcame it in this moment.
But look at him. LOOK AT HIM.
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Look at Wille. That is not an anxious boy who overcomes his fear of public speaking, that is a confident crown prince flexing on August, again, and bigger and better than ever before. It is, if you’ll allow me the pun, his crowning glory.
Because Wille knows, as we all do, what will happen when he doesn’t speech. August will take over. And Wille knows, as we all do, that August wants that, and he wants it really badly. He’d love nothing more than the chance to show the Queen that not only is he up for the task, he will do it better than Wille, who doesn’t take his role seriously and is generally more of an embarrassment than an asset to the Royal Family (as per August’s opinion).
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(look at him he's so happy to get to take the stage)
And Wille gives it to him.
He tells Jan-Olof he’s not feeling up to the task of speeching. Jan-Olof talks to the Queen. August is informed there’s a change of plans. His moment is near, his chance to shine-
And Wille takes it away.
And honestly, for all the shotgun-talk, this is the cruelest I’ve seen Wille act. He even lets August get up, lets him make it almost to the stage before he gets up and overtakes August, making it look like it’s AUGUST who misunderstood the program, rather than Wille going offscript (already).
He humiliates August in front of the entire nation and he doesn’t even bat an eye.
Wille told Felice “I’m gonna take away everything he cares about - (…) being a prefect and the team captain, and the power.”
And by god he DID.
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how did i not know my weird ass felle fic is on your rec list??? omg?? thats so cool
Young Royals Fic Rec List 2022 Edition
To tide you over the last four weeks of waiting for season 2 I have been making my way through the last months on AO3 and recommendations to bring you this part 2 of my fic rec list. All fanfics in this list have been published in 2022. 
Categories for this list are:
Canon
Canon-divergent
Post-canon (pre season 2)
Fix-Its
AUs
Slightly Unhinged but worth it
E-Rated
The dark stuff.
So there should be one for everyone here
Canon
My Youth is Yours (Not Rated) by evakayaki Simon wants to give Wille “firsts” that every kid should experience, but missed out on because he was prince. OR: Five times Simon gives Wille a first experience and one time Wille surprises Simon.
Canon-Divergent
Hope Against Hope (M) by demeterfics What happens when Simon doesn’t follow Wille after his panic during Horror Movie Night? Simon has regrets, Simon frets, Simon thinks that was his one chance. Wille has a bit more of a sexual crisis, but luckily Erik is there to give some brotherly advice. Boys need to figure out how to communicate. Screwed (T) (WIP) by fandom_commitment_issues Erik lived, but things are still Royally screwed up.
Post Canon (maybe)
Wilhelm & Simon: An Interview with Sweden’s Young Royal Couple by cali-chan (girls_are_weird) On the heels of Queen Kristina’s announcement that she will be stepping down as monarch once her son and heir turns 35, Crown Prince Wilhelm and his longtime partner, Simon Eriksson, sit down with SVT’s Signe Karlsson, for the first time since the future King publicly came out as queer and confirmed their relationship, to discuss their future and dispel any lingering misconceptions about their romance. His Royal Fucking Highness Prince Simon of Sweden (he will take none of your shit) (T) by notalotgoingonatthisinstant Simon had gone through most stages of grief over the past two days since that meeting, and his head would split open if he didn’t sit down with his family and friends to let it out. He should be jumping at the opportunity to refuse the titles, so why was he so conflicted? whenever we’re together (M) by waitingstar He does yoga, then shirtless yoga. He times his downward dogs for when Wilhelm is passing the lounge room, pretends he doesn’t smirk at Wilhelm’s strangled “Morning”.
My Youth is Yours (Not Rated) by evakayaki                      Simon wants to give Wille “firsts” that every kid should experience, but missed out on because he was prince. OR: Five times Simon gives Wille a first experience and one time Wille surprises Simon.
Fix Its
always something left behind (T) by eleanna99That’s what love is, after all, he thinks. Always leaving something behind. or All the times Simon and Wilhelm almost call each other through the years, and one time they do.
A Royal Intervention (T) by AnxiousAnaconda Erik has made it his mission to call Wilhelm regularly and check up on him. The whole family seems to be in agreement that he is in a tumultuous and dangerous phase, that he could easily be steered in the wrong direction and cause perhaps unforeseen levels of PR damage, but Erik wonders whether his parents truly grasp how sensitive this life phase is for Wilhelm. It is a gut feeling, an inkling, that tells him to watch out for his little brother. Now more than ever. That broken piece, let go (T) by cali-chan (girls_are_weird), TheAmberFox Or five times Simon didn’t communicate his true feelings + one time he did. OR Therapy Fic.
AUs
The greatest story never written (T) by NerdGirl07 writer! simon and reader wille: simon always has to try to not spontaneously combust whenever wille rambles about HIS OWN book to him
Play my song (G) by Elin98 It is 12.15 am and you’re listening to Late night Vibes with Simon on The Vibe FM, 104.6. I’m your host Simon Eriksson and I will be here with you all night. So for all you night owls, insomniacs, night shift workers, let me keep you company. I promise to only play good music and that we’ll have a good time.
Bloom where you are planted (T) by Cl0udyM1lk Wille is a plant boy, Simon has a black thumb. They both run semi-popular Instas.
There’s a song in my heart (I feel like I belong) (M) by cali-chan (girls_are_weird) Concert pianist Wilhelm Berwald had no idea his entire life would change when he was paired up with pop star Simon Eriksson for a charity concert.
the way you look at me (T) by strummerjoe After spending his whole life in Bjärstad, Simon is excited to go to university. He wants to embrace all aspects of student life and he’s ready for anything.Anything, except finding a disgruntled crown prince in his new bedroom.
Dancing Through Life (M) by pagegirlintraining After getting into a club fight that paints him in a less than ideal light, Wilhelm is forced into a living nightmare: being a contestant on Swedish reality tv. As if that wasn’t bad enough already, he’s supposed to dance on national television.Aka Wilhelm goes full Dancing with the Stars with Simon as his pro partner.
yellow paper daisy (T) by darlingdreamer21 Or: Wille and Simon meet in Bjärstad, under the most unnatural circumstances. Wille, who seeks solace in the sleepy town. Simon, who once escaped from the suffocating town.But with Simon’s face plastered everywhere around the world in association with his successful music career, and Wille’s own internal conflict and blissful solitude, they don’t know how to deal with their mutual attraction.Inspired by the movie Notting Hill because these two dorks deserve their cheesy romcom story.
The Boy and the Bartender (M) by Spidaya Simon is a bartender at a local bar with a sunny smile and confident attitude that hide the darker side of his life he wishes to keep hidden. Wilhelm, the prince of Sweden, is a lonely boy with too much love to give and not getting much love in return.After they meet at a bar in not the most Prince-Charming way, their hearts are forever intertwined with each other, but not before going through the hurt, trials, and love that come with both of their lives.
Slightly unhinged - but worth it
Through Felle’s eyes (G) by crownedmoon Wille & Simon’s love story, witnessed by one of Simon’s fishes.
The Sound of you, an outlasting vibration (T) by TheAmberFox What if Wille joins the choir to be close to Simon? Only problem - he can’t sing to safe his life.
a whole new scandal (T) by EngelK Post? Wilhelm thought. He then remembers the notifications from his phone. Shakingly, he unlocks it. He saw tons of messages. Tons from Minou. He doesn’t even know what he has gotten into.
Open heart open mind never know who you will find (E) by simonscrown Wille deliberated whether he should be thanking the universe or cursing at it that a literal angel was standing in front of him, while his testicles were being tortured by a pair of objectively horrible booty shorts.
E - Rated
i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this (E) by cl0udy_mi1k Simon is Wilhelm’s best friend, so when he confesses that he’s insecure about his lack of experience Wille offers to help him. After all, it’s what any good friend would do, isn’t it?
Addicted to You (E) by yr_bb Simon missed him, of course he did. He knew nothing had really changed. But this forced separation was a new kind of torture, and he hated it. Hated that he wanted him still, but even in his whole setting boundaries thing, he hadn’t actually wanted to move on. He didn’t, he couldn’t, not if there was still a chance. Being this close was only bringing that all up again.
sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) (E) by witchjeons In the aftermath of the video, Simon falls apart. Wilhelm is there to put him back together.
There all along (E) by stretchoutandwait Kristina’s death brings Simon back into Wilhelm’s life after years apart. Wilhelm has to negotiate learning to become king and starting (or restarting?) a relationship at the same time.
The dark stuff
The spare (T) by Hannakin Erik can’t imagine anything worse than losing his little brother. He lives through his worst nightmare when Wille is horribly injured.
right where you left me. (M) by YourDemiurge When Crown Prince Wilhelm died at the early age of 18, he left three legacies behind: a video that he’d denied being in; a precautionary tale of young love; and a statue outside an otherwise unknown public school. **** Auhtors mentioned: @girls-are-weird @pagegirlintraining @simons-purplehoodie
@cl0udy-mi1k @ishotforthestars @cinnamoncoffees  @hanna-kin  @zee-has-commitment-issues @yourdemiurge
*** If you want to re-read the fic rec list part 1, you can find it here.
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Omar and Edvin at Prada by @thirihtart
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yes
and-
isak and evens reaction to willes speech for example👀
I don’t want a Heartstopper crossover I want Wille and Simon to meet Isak and Even
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okok trans simon……… you feel me? [this is just wholesome and soft]
They’d never cuddled before.
Wille’s room was dark except for the muted glow of his red LED lights tumbling from his shelf. He was lying against the wall, Simon curled under his arm with his head against Wille’s chest, Wille’s hand resting on Simon’s lower back, occasionally running his fingers softly up and down Simon’s spine. And they’d never cuddled before.
Their tenuous little whatever it was ship was fragile. A kiss had only just happened, in the dim green-blue-red lighting of the Hillerska hallway. Simon knew he probably shouldn’t have just gone and done it like that, but Wille had looked so pretty in the shadows, like a Botticelli angel, his face drawn of beautiful daubs of color.
Wille had kissed him back, at least. Simon had feared he’d get a taste of those perfect princely manners with a gentle, stinging I’m not interested in you like that.
Wille had kissed him back, not princely, just shy. He was only a kid, like Simon. Every touch was careful, tentative. Wille touched Simon like he might shatter. Which one of them was that he, Simon wasn’t sure.
Simon lost track of how long they kissed in the corridor, Wille sitting on the windowsill, bending down to Simon standing between his legs. When Simon closed his eyes, the arch of Wille’s neck and the delicate beauty of his expression, eyes closed, eyelashes feathery on his cheeks, was imprinted in his mind.
When a jumpscare and subsequent shout from the room where the movie was playing jerked them apart, Simon rubbed the back of his neck while he waited for Wille to ask him not to mention it to anybody. Instead of a shamefaced Wille asking him to stay quiet because princes don’t kiss boys, Simon got a pink-faced Wille asking him if he wanted to come back to his room. Just to chill.
Simon said yes, because above all he was gay for cute, pretty boys who kissed him sweetly and had to push their hair out of their face every two seconds. Now he was here. In Wille’s room. In his bed. Surrounded by him— his warm body, his arm around Simon, his leg flung over Simon’s legs, his chin resting on the top of Simon’s head.
Wille’s fingers did another one of those gentle, slow swipes down his back and he tensed.
Not because he didn’t like it— Simon liked it. Simon would love any form of touching if it came from Wille. It was just the issue of a seam of fabric Simon didn’t want Wille feeling, with his questing fingertips. Normally Simon just used tape. That way he didn’t have to worry about weird lines showing under his shirt if he leaned forward. But he hadn’t wanted to take it off and reapply it before leaving, because his skin would hate him for it, so he’d just pulled on his smallest binder and resolved not to take off his flannel overshirt.
Except he did. To cuddle with Wille. And Wille would feel that line, that bump, any second, and Simon didn’t know what he would say.
Wille nosed at Simon’s hair. His voice came out a sleepy mumble. God, he was adorable. “You ‘kay?”
“Mhmm,” Simon mumbled, pressing his face harder into Wille’s chest like he could get away from Wille’s hand on his back. He was going to flatten his palm any second on it. He would— what would he do? Simon didn’t want to let his mind go spiraling down that path.
Wille’s fingertips ran up from the small of Simon’s back and he didn’t change direction when he got halfway. Simon’s chest tightened. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Wille’s fingers faltered. His hand flattened, big palm resting right where the edge of the binder cut across Simon’s ribcage.
“Simon?”
Simon tucked his face out of sight. “Mm?” He mumbled, hoping to god that Wille was too tired for his brain to work.
“I don’t think you should sleep in that.”
“What?” Simon almost pulled away. Then he did, scooting an inch or so away from Wille’s warmth. Wille kept his hand on Simon’s back.
“Just, like…” his boy was worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes tracking over Simon’s face and then shooting to the side. “You’re not supposed to sleep in— in binders, right? It’s bad for your ribs.”
Simon felt hot and cold all over. “I… it’s fine, Wille.” He pushed himself up on his elbow, warmth spreading through him when Wille just adjusted so that he was still holding Simon. He hadn’t shrunk away, that was good, right?
Wille looked lost, out of his depth. “I don’t want you to get hurt,” he said, frowning. Simon badly wanted to kiss the frown. “I…”
“It’s fine, Wille,” Simon repeated, brushing a stray lock of hair behind Wille’s ear, then touching his cheek. Wille’s skin was slightly rough and very warm. “It honestly is. I’m used to it.”
“But it’s bad for you,” Wille insisted. He tightened his leg around Simon’s, inching himself closer. His fingers curled in the material of Simon’s shirt. “I… I want you to be comfortable around me.”
He was very sweet, but it didn’t work like that. Not for Simon, at least.
He dropped his head to rest in the juncture of Wille’s neck and shoulder. “I know,” he said softly. “I am. But I don’t want to take it off.”
Wille didn’t say anything. Simon could practically hear him thinking, though, so he added, “I only put it on like two hours ago. It’s fine, Wille, trust me. I know what I’m doing.”
For good measure, he kissed Wille’s collarbone.
“…okay,” Wille said reluctantly, pulling Simon to lay back down so they were nose to nose. His eyes, dark and bright under the red light, searched Simon’s. “You promise to take it off if you even think you need to? I have— you can wear one of my hoodies, if that would help.”
Simon had to kiss him after that, Wille’s mouth hot and firm. He pulled back, breathing a little bit harder than before. “Okay. I promise.”
Wille tugged him close. “Thank you,” he breathed into Simon’s hair, clutching Simon’s body tight to his.
Simon relaxed into Wille, the almost possessive grasp the other boy had on him. He liked it. He had never felt wanted like this before, the flirting and the joking and the looks between him and Wille had been unfamiliar but welcome. He’d known he was gay for ages, of course, but Wille was like— the why of it all. How could he not be gay, when Wille was right there looking at him like that?
Simon really, really liked him. It was kind of scary.
An hour or two passed, after Wille put some quiet music on, and Simon knew he was falling asleep soon. He twisted his neck to look up at Wille’s face, expression smoothed out in almost-sleep. Simon touched the underside of his chin and whispered, “Wille?”
“Hm?”
“Can I have one of your hoodies?”
It took a couple seconds for Wille’s brain to reboot. He sat up slowly, pulling Simon with him, and covered his yawn with a hand. “Yeah, ’course. In the top drawer.”
Simon stood out of bed and crossed over to where Wille’s clothes were. He picked out the first hoodie he saw, a dark blue one he’d seen Wille wear during PE. He turned around to Wille, who was watching him with sleepy fondness written all over his face.
“Do you want me to—?” Wille asked, and Simon nodded.
“Just cover your eyes or something,” he said with a shrug, and Wille flopped back down on the bed with his arm flung over his face. Simon smiled to himself and quickly shed his t-shirt and binder, balling it up in the bottom of his bag and pulling Wille’s hoodie on over his shirt.
He lay back down next to Wille, slipping under Wille’s arm and tucking himself as close to the other boy as possible. Wille’s hoodie smelled like him, and Wille’s neck was warm for Simon to press his face into.
Simon really, really liked him.
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the urge to create art and fics and edits and gifs for a show while rewatching it
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“They don’t have names”
Olle, Oski, Felle:
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ihate the feeling of wanting a certain kind of love, but not the one you're receiving at the moment
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When I find my joy, I'ma bring it on home
Post season 2
Simon brings Wille home for dinner
Very short fluff
Secret Santa Fic for @itsthemxze for the @wilmon-secretsanta fest :)
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I don't want to see a single damn person laughing about this picture again and I'll tell you why:
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Wilhelm is fighting a panic attack. He is actively battling every ounce of anxiety in his body. He cannot have a panic attack right now. He is on the phone with The Royal Court explaining (albeit not effectively) that he does not want to be King. He does not want to give a speech. He does not want this title. And, yes, this realization and the willingness to call stemmed from stupid teenage bullshit like his ex being out on a date with someone else, but it's a truth nonetheless. Wilhelm is telling the truth. And it makes him anxious.
When you have severe anxiety, it often feels like you are not in control of your body at all. You want to climb out of your skin. We see it with Wilhelm in season 1 when he bangs on his head or picks at his nails. He cannot control it.
In season 2 we see it with his shirt collar, we see it in his inability to keep still, and in the fact that he literally throws up at the thought of talking in front of his classmates. So, yes, getting on the desk was odd and unexpected, but he's actively pushing down years of anxiety. He has been fighting this phone call for years and now he cannot ignore it anymore.
Edvin did a spectacular job with Wilhelm's anxiety this season. He did amazing last season, too, but this is next level. Seeing people laugh at this screenshot makes me physically sick.
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💜🧡
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ok bud this one seems accurate
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