Young Royals Fic Rec List
hello!! it’s been a while since i’ve done a rec list and this is my first one for yr and im very excited to share!! i know several of these are some of the more well-known fics in the fandom but hey, if there’s someone who hasn’t heard of them then i’d be glad to help direct people there!
i tagged as many of the authors as i could, but there were some who’s tumblrs i couldn’t find so if you know any of the ones im missing, let me know and i’ll add them!!
this got infinitely longer than i meant it to, so it’s going under a read more. please enjoy <3
One-Shots
Simon Eriksson: Just Some Guy From Biology by fandom_commitment_issues @zee-has-commitment-issues (5k, oneshot, general audiences)
The girls in Simon's biology class are obsessed with Wilhelm, but they seem to have no idea that Simon is dating him. If he finds himself in a study group with them... well, he's only having fun. There's no harm in that.
or
Simon is a little shit, but it's a whole lot of fun.
[absolutely the funniest thing ever. There is a sequel and it’s the BEST]
The Thing In The Mirror by fandom_commitment_issues @zee-has-commitment-issues (3k, oneshot, general audiences)
Wilhelm stares at himself in the mirror on the morning of his twenty-second birthday and fights every thought that comes into his head in a losing war. None of them are particularly helpful. None of them make him feel good. He’s pretty damn sure nothing would. Not at this point. They collect in his head and tighten his throat and make him feel sick.
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Wilhelm turns twenty-two.
[#1 on fics that made me cry and have a crisis. 10/10 spent an entire shift at work thinking about this fic specifically]
summer feelin’ by willesworld (romanticalrj) @willesworld (2k, oneshot, general audiences)
If Wille were to summarise his entire life in one word it would be disaster.
His hair is crusty and sticking to his face from the pool water Erik just dunked him in, and he’s sunburned and peeling and fucking red as a tomato, and he’s a disaster.
Because there is a boy sitting on the edge of the pool. The sun is beating down on Wille’s freckled (red) shoulders and the sky is blue and his mother is glaring at him from over her sunglasses, and there is a boy sitting on the edge of the pool.
Or: The all too relatable moment when you fall in love with a beautiful stranger that you will never see again while you’re on vacation.
[incredibly soft and silly, absolutely can relate]
bloom where you are planted by cloudymilk @cloudywilmon (13k, oneshot, teen and up audiences)
Hi Wille, I hope you’re doing well!
I hope you don’t mind but I saw sometimes you give plant advice and I think I might have killed mine
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Wille is a plant boy, Simon has a black thumb. They both run semi-popular Instas.
*Update: Now with art! (Ch. 2)*
[i need about 10 million more fics like this]
Second Chances by embracedthevoid @ungaroyals (9k, oneshot, explicit)
Wilhelm and Simon don't like each other, everyone knows that. Their ongoing feud has basically turned into one big inside joke amongst their friends. The catch? No one knows that Simon and Wilhelm hooked up in their first year, where Simon ditched the next morning without so much as a note. Three years later the boys still hate each other, secretly harbouring their true feelings about a night they pretend never happened. While at Madison's start-of-term party meant to kick off the gangs last year of university, Wilhelm and Simon are chosen to play Seven Minutes in Heaven, but things don't go according to plan.
[👀 absolutely was waiting for this after s2]
Crown Prince Wilhelm’s Facts Sheet by Piebingo @piebingo (1k, oneshot, teen and up audiences)
“What’s this?” Simon asked.
“What’s what?”
“Crown Prince Wilhelm’s facts sheet,” Simon read, a stack of paper in his hands.
“Oh, it’s just the list of facts about me. I need to learn it by heart before the next set of interviews.”
“You need to learn facts about yourself?” Simon asked confusedly.
“Well, they’re not facts about Wille, they’re facts about Crown Prince Wilhelm.”
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Simon finds Wille's facts sheet about himself. Or rather about Crown Prince Wilhelm. They play a little game for Wille to learn the facts.
[just incredibly fluffy. in love with this]
Multi-chap on-going
heavy is the head by oforamuse @prncewilhelm (63k, incomplete, general audiences)
At 8 years old, Wilhelm and Simon are inseparable. When Simon abruptly stops showing up to play, Wilhelm just wants his best friend back.
At 16, Wilhelm is sent to Hillerska to find himself and instead finds Simon—but Simon wants nothing to do with him.
a childhood best friends to strangers to somewhat enemies to lovers au.
[this has changed me as a person. i cannot explain. you HAVE to read this fic istg]
finding home by Elin98 @ishotforthestars (12k, incomplete, general audiences)
Simon's about to close the magazine, throw it in the bin, when a headline catches his attention.
WHERE IS WILHELM?
The words curl their way inside his chest, bounce around in there along with the familiar ache. Wilhelm. He hasn’t thought about him in a while. Has tried to keep himself busy, his mind on other topics. Where Wilhelm is? Simon doesn’t know. Wishes he did.
Two years ago Wilhelm disappeared. Leaving behind a title of Crown Prince, a family in shambles and a tentative friendship built with a boy he used to love. No one has heard from him since.
What Simon doesn't know is that Wille might be closer than he could ever imagine.
[so sad :( i have so many feelings about this story]
dancing with our hands tied by embracedthevoid @ungaroyals (21k, incomplete, explicit)
Prince Wilhelm hates dancing, but he absolutely loathes ballroom dancing. And he's spent his entire adolescent life avoiding it at all costs, something that's become increasingly hard to do when his mother assigns him a tutor in hopes of shaping him into the perfect suitor. Claiming the key to finding a wife and securing the royal line is ballroom dancing. All Wilhelm needs to do is complete his classes, then he'll be free from the hell his mother is determined to put him through. A task that seems tolerable... until it isn't.
or...
Kristina hires Wilhelm a dance tutor in hopes that with a little more skill on the dance floor he'll find a wife. But she and Wille get more than they bargained for once Simon enters the picture. Basically, Simon's hot when he dances and Wille struggles to keep his hands to himself.
[i absolutely love this concept and the execution?? OUTSTANDING]
Like Because, Love Despite by cali-chan (girls_are_weird) @girls-are-weird (61k, incomplete, teen and up audiences)
Simon let out a huff. "For our plan! Remember? To get Englund and August to do business together so we can get them to cut us some slack?"
Wille frowned, confused. "Wait, I thought that was a joke."
"It was," Simon conceded. But then he leaned closer, conspiratorially, and lowered his voice, making Wille's traitor heart start nearly beating its way out of his chest. "But... what if it wasn't?" he asked, pronouncing the words very slowly.
Wilhelm and Simon are a pair of overworked, underpaid assistants who team up to gain their supervisors' favor by bringing them together for a joint venture. It might be the best worst idea they've ever had. PG-13, Set It Up AU, Wille/Simon, romance/fluff/slight drama.
[i love silly rom-coms. i love this. it’s just so !!!!!!!]
Completed
Can I Take Your Order? by littlefandom @little-fandom (207k, complete, mature)
“Okay,” the boy retorts, still eyeing him a bit curiously “can I take your order then, Wille?”
Wilhelm feels the blush on his cheeks deepen upon hearing his name on the boy’s lips. He can’t seem to find his voice again, his mind going blank. Felice did him what she wanted to order, right?
The waiter must have noticed he’s struggling but he only smiles a little, almost like he’s holding back a chuckle. Which does not help Wilhelm, because if his neutral, slightly tired expression was attractive before, now he’s just… wow, Wille’s brain shuts down again."
Wilhelm and Simon meet at the pizzeria in Bjärstad.
[words cant express how obsessed i am with this fic. currently rereading it and dying all over again. also one of the first fics i ever read for the fandom and WHAT an introduction!!]
The Full Prom Experience by littlefandom @little-fandom (18k, complete, teen and up audiences)
"Being a prince, he tends to forget about the normal parts of life sometimes.
So the perspective of prom seems… nice? Normal. Something he’d like to experience. Especially with his amazing boyfriend by his side"
The senior year prom at Hillerska is approaching and Wille finds himself more excited about it than he thought he'd be. Unlike Simon, who remains indifferent to this whole thing. But Wille knows his boyfriend deserves the best, so he settles on giving Simon the full prom experience... he just may not be sure what exactly it includes yet.
[this makes me wish i had ever had a date to prom ;;; also just so cute, let our boys have normal teen experiences please]
The Boy and the Bartender by Spidaya @simons-purplehoodie (82k, complete, mature)
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.
[yES i love this. the writing is just aaaaaaaa]
the sound of our hearts by littlefandom, Spidaya @little-fandom, @simons-purplehoodie (93k, complete, teen and up audiences)
“What if we don’t have any shared experience that we can use?” Wilhelm asks. Simon’s only reply is a tired sigh. “That’s why you should just write the lyrics and I should do the music.” He states again and it makes Simon see red.
“We talked about this,” he says, forcing on a calm tone “a song is something whole. Also, do you really think I wouldn’t want to have any say in the music to our song?”
Saying our song makes his skin crawl.”
Wilhelm, piano prodigy and son of the owners of Royal Records. Simon, an aspiring performer with big dreams. The best and brightest students of the Royal College of Music competing for the same scholarship of a lifetime. When they get paired together to write a song that is crucial for the scholarship run, both of them are ready to do whatever it takes to make it perfect. The problem? They can’t stand each other.
[misunderstanding enemies to lovers my beloved]
did you see the love in my eyes, oh were you gazing through this disguise? By millie_cheesesteak @tooindecisivetopickaurl (67k, complete, mature)
“What if you pretended to date someone else to show Victor you’ve moved on?”
Simon considers this for a moment, then shakes his head. “Who would agree to that? I’m not exactly known for my social standing here. The only people I hang out with are you and Sara and her friends, who are all girls.”
“So I’ll do it then,” Wille offers, like that should’ve been obvious. Simon’s his best friend, and he’s upset. This seems like a no-brainer to him.
(aka the fake dating/roommates AU you never knew you needed)
[100% needed it and i love it]
home is where I want to be (but I guess I’m already there) by millie_cheesesteak @tooindecisivetopickaurl (19k, complete, mature)
Wille knows that being in Madison is supposed to be a punishment for his “unseemly” recent behavior; he knew that there was never a chance that he was going to enjoy any part of being marooned here. But as he lies on the frozen sidewalk, head throbbing and a warm weight on top of him, he has to admit that he didn’t expect it to feel so punishing so quickly.
[undercover wille is something i wasn’t expecting but fell in love with]
you and me, meant to be by makeamends (20k, complete, mature)
For clarification, he asks “Prince Wilhelm? Simon, did you just say you used to be in love with Prince Wilhelm?”
Simon doesn’t hesitate to answer.
“Oh yeah, I wanted to marry him and everything. I had one of his posters on my bedroom wall for like a year when I was 15, right before I started high school. I took it down before I started Hillerska, but I’m sure it’s still in some box somewhere. His hair is so shiny, have you ever noticed?” He asks, as if he’s not just upended Wilhelm’s entire existence.
He knows he shouldn’t let this continue, Simon’s drugged out of his mind and doesn’t know what he’s saying and none of it might even be true, so he responds with “Simon, you know that I’m Prince Wilhelm, right?”
or: 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.
[so sad and so funny at the same time. brilliance]
guess this could be worse (walking out the door with your bags) by tobuildahome (24k, complete, teen and up audiences)
With fumbling hands, he quickly types into the site’s search bar, i love my homie but homie got a bf and i feel uncomfy what do i do help me?
His index finger hovers over the [enter] button, before he pauses, adding a pls at the end of the question.
Hey, he might potentially be a homophobe, but he has manners, okay?
(or; in which simon gets a boyfriend, and wilhelm is an idiot)
[Willhelm is so dumb here i love him so much]
Screwed by fandom_commiment_issues @zee-has-commitment-issues (174k, complete, teen and up audiences)
Erik lived, but things are still Royally screwed up.
(beta reader appears at around the chapter 7 mark and it gets considerably better from there)
[if you haven’t read this Why Not. Go Read It Now.]
We Left Footprints When We Passed By by This_time_its_just_me (132k, complete, explicit)
Wilhelm broke Simon's heart twice.
He really should hate him considering everything he's done. Simon has tried for so long to push this thing out of him, sever this connection and burn it away. He's tried to rip it out of his heart until his fingers are bloody and his chest is open and raw. But it always finds a way to pull him back in. Wilhelm is a deep, vast ocean, and Simon is caught in his current. Caught in the swell of his inner storm. He is a planet in some dark expanse of galaxy and Simon is a moon trapped within his orbit. They continuously circle each other, again and again until one of them breaks. An endless cycle of wishful thinking that always ends the exact same way. Wilhelm turning his back and Simon left to pick up the pieces.
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It has been eight years since the video. Five years since Hillerska. Three years since Wilhelm disappeared from his life as quickly and as intensely as he had returned. Simon has done his best to move on from his past, but old ghosts are the hardest ones to exorcise.
(Written Pre-Season 2; The Cheating Fic as dubbed by Twitter)
[I Cannot Express The Many Levels In Which This Story Fucked Me Up. i literally think about it way too much]
“That’s my seat.” by YoungRydbergs (85k, complete, explicit)
"Oh, sorry, Prince Wilhelm," he said, "we have arranged seats."
Wille straightened again and looked around.
"Do you know where there is a free spot?" he asked, watching as the earlier empty seats started to fill up more and more as more people arrived.
"Yeah, the one on the fourth table over there," Alexander said and pointed at a table where both seats were still empty. "I think the chair by the wall is taken, but the other one should be free."
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This is basically all of season 1 but with one small twist: Wille and Simon have to sit next to each other in class. Wille is still very much a prince, and Simon still hates the monarchy.
[ehhehe i love the smallest little changes and how much the effect the story]
arrhythmia by pysanky @pysankywrites-updates (75k, complete, mature)
“Do you have the patient file for 223?”
Simon rifled through his papers and found it, extending the file out toward Wilhelm, who took it but remained there, lingering. Madison and Simon both looked at him, waiting.
Wilhelm cleared his throat again, opening his mouth and closing it before opening it again, but then someone was calling for him and he was gone, shoes squeaking against the linoleum. Simon sighed when he looked around the edge of the station and realized that the other was wearing Crocs.
(or: in which Simon and Wilhelm work together as medical residents at the same hospital)
[wilmon as nurses is so shfkdhfs i never knew i needed it]
Fever Pitch by Scissorsandstone (101k, complete, explicit)
It's the Christmas Holidays and Simon can't seem to get into the festive spirit after what happened between him and Wilhelm a few weeks before. In fact, he's downright falling apart while trying to keep a brave face in front of his family. One night it all gets too much and he ends up revisiting an old haunt of Wille's and his and, unexpectedly, Simon is suddenly forced to confront his feelings head on
[this STORY man. its got a hold on my brain in the best way possible]
You feel like the perfect escape now (just like the sun on my face) by LoveIsGolden @sunshine-rudberg (51k, complete, mature)
“Then I guess we’re both going,” Simon concluded, although he sounded anything but pleased at the idea.
“What? Together?” Wilhelm asked, letting out a humourless laugh. “On their honeymoon?”
“I mean, from what I’ve seen about the honeymoon plans, they have booked a suite, a huge room. There are so many different activities offered and already paid for, we don’t even have to see each other except in passing,” Simon explained.
“Yeah, whatever,” Wilhelm agreed with a shrug. “But you better keep to your space, and I’ll keep to mine.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Or, when everyone – except Wilhelm and Simon – gets food poisoning at Erik's wedding, they decide to go on the non-refundable all-inclusive honeymoon to paradise together. The only problem is they hate each other – or at least they think they do.
[ABSOLUTE HALLMARK MOVIE VIBES meant in the most positive possible way]
you’re the cats meow by melsj98 @allthefakepeople (43k, complete, teen and up audiences)
Meet Simon. Simon, who is an animal-lover. Simon who works at his local shelter with his best friends Ayub and Rosh. Simon who loves what he does and takes pride in making the shelter a safe space. Simon, who wants to take care of his family while also juggling college classes, his job at the shelter, and his tentative music career. Simon who can’t afford any distractions right now and definitely is not looking for a relationship after his last few disastrous attempts.
Enter Wille. Wille who just wants to get through college without too many problems, Wille who only really has three true friends in his life, Erik, Felice and Maddie, anyone else who says otherwise is lying. Wille who got into a minor fight, the details of why aren’t important. Wille who has a semi famous family and whose face is now plastered across magazines labeling him as “jealous” and “violent” and “attention-seeking” and all these other labels that don’t represent him at all. Wille whose mother sends him to work at an animal shelter to “clean up his image”. Wille whose life begins to change the second his eyes fall on Simon.
[included in “fics that make me want to change my job” its just so cute]
I hate the way I don’t hate you. by embracedthevoid @ungaroyals (21k, complete, explicit)
"So, what do I have to do?" Simon concedes, knowing that neither boy will give it up before he at least pretends to play along with their weird cult-like boarding school traditions.
"You know Prince Wilhelm is arriving at the school next week?" August questions with a sly sort of smile that has Simon's skin crawling. "Well, it's simple really, we dare you to sleep with him by the end of the month."
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or where Simon is a first-year boarding student at Forest Ridge, gaining himself a special sort of dare for his initiation. Sleep with the Prince of Sweden by the end of the month or suffer the consequences.
[this fic is so so so stuck in my brain]
the way you look at me by strummerjoe @strummerjoe (33k, complete, teen and up audiences)
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.
[dumb university boys in love]
i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this by cloudymilk @cloudywilmon (59k, complete, explicit)
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?
[what could possibly go wrong amirite? 👀]
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I already brought this up, but for quicker reference:
Order of Attack: Mahiru nightmare sequence about Kotoko's attacks. Gotta round out the guilty trio.
Feel free to not prioritize this. :D
LISTEN, I CAN'T BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THE ANGST THAT YOU REQUEST (<- made myself sad over Mappi and worries I may be in trouble for this one). Obligatory "I don't hate Kotoko and think she's very complex but from these character's pov I had to make her solely scary I'm sorry." And of course I was prioritizing this 👀👀👀 I really loved your nightmare sequences, I tried to make one that completed the set but was still unique!! Thank you for the request >:3
TW for referencing her bf's suicide, and descriptions of the attack injuries
“Aw, come on, you can tell me~” Yuno turned her attention away from where she’d been helping Mahiru with dinner. “Both Fuuta and Amane have had nightmares about her. Hell, I’ve had a nightmare or two about her. I won’t think you’re a mean person for admitting it.”
“I’m not lying,” Mahiru insisted. Her lips rounded into a little pout.
Yuno studied her expression. The girl had a way of really looking at someone when she wanted to. Sometimes it was a wonderful feeling – her gaze could be full of understanding, warmth. You were seen. You were heard. She saw you for all that you were.
But in times like these, Mahiru found herself shifting under the pressure of it. Yuno was truly seeing her. She could see how Mahiru’s smile was frozen in its forced shape these past few weeks. She could see the way she flinched at loud noises, or how all the blood drained from her face when Kotoko’s voice echoed from the room next door. In waking, there was no doubt Mahiru was afraid of her. In sleep, though…
Yuno took her hands in both of hers.
“Then… what do you dream about?”
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Mahiru was in the woods. She was running, her feet bare, her breath hitching.
At first, she thought she was fleeing something. Danger and death loomed around her. The trees closed in. The canopy plunged her into darkness. The branches reached out to tear at her flowered dress, or snag on her hair. The trees pressed close to suffocate her. She grabbed at her throat.
At some point, it became clear she was running towards something. A figure came into her view, just ahead. Though he didn’t appear to be running, she couldn’t catch up to him. She had to. He was in danger. She had to get to him. She had to stop him.
He entered a clearing up ahead. Mahiru could just barely see into it. She tried to scream out, begging him to stop, but no words came out of her wheezing mouth. She could stop everything, she could stop all of this, if only –
She burst through the clearing. The figure, now a young woman, stood in the center. She faced away.
Mahiru tried again to tell Kotoko to stop, but it didn’t matter whether or not she could speak, now; it was too late.
On the ground below, between tree roots and scattered leaves, lay two small bodies.
Mahiru’s hands flew to cover her mouth. Her legs grew weak with horror. There was blood everywhere, and bones bent at wrong angles. Fuuta’s limbs were twisted and limp. Amane had curled herself to cover her face, blood streaming from between her fingers.
Kotoko, too, had red-stained hands. She surveyed her work with pride.
“What… have you done…?”
Slowly, Kotoko turned. Mahiru wanted to turn around and run before those bloodthirsty eyes could land on her. Her legs stayed frozen in place even as her heart raced in her chest.
Kotoko met her gaze. Then, she gave a gentle smile.
“Thank you.”
Mahiru stumbled back a few steps.
“You let this happen.”
“No…”
“You did. You could have stopped this, but you didn’t. Thank you.”
“I-I didn’t –! This isn’t – ! I thought –”
“You knew this was going to happen.” She spoke a familiar name, and Mahiru shook her head violently. “You knew what he was planning. You had plenty of chances to stop him. You didn't. You knew what I was planning. You know how to calm people down, how to bring groups together. But you didn’t speak to me once about it. You wanted this to happen.”
“I didn’t!” She said it frantically, unsure if she was trying to convince Kotoko, the two beaten prisoners, herself, or someone else. “I didn’t.” The statement was true, but it didn’t change anything that Kotoko had said.
The forest closed in. Kotoko reached a hand out, beckoning to her.
“We make a good team, don’t we?”
“No…”
Mahiru was struck with the thought that she didn’t want to take hold of such a disgusting hand, only to glance down at her own. They were just as slick with blood. She let out a shriek.
It was Amane’s. It was Fuuta’s. It was his.
Mahiru’s legs finally gave out on her. When she looked up, Kotoko was still smiling.
“So… who will be next?”
—
Mahiru slipped away from Yuno’s grasp.
“Oh, don’t you worry about little old me!” She turned back to their work. She brushed her hands off on her apron, giving them an extra swipe for good measure. “I promise, Kotoko isn’t the villain in my dreams.”
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