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Final Chapter is up!

Leaving military service and taking up Crown Prince duties full-time has left Wilhelm stressed, frustrated, and extremely miserable - and that's without even mentioning the massive sexuality crisis lurking under the surface. He turns to camshows to help take the edge off, and maybe explore some of those repressed feelings a little bit further.

It was never meant to lead to an all-consuming obsession, falling in love, and a whole load of shit hitting the fan.

AKA: the camboy!Simon AU.

Explicit, 115K words, complete. Read from the beginning on AO3.

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Omar on IG.

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it makes me sad the way cis women are so terrified of and disgusted by their own body hair. and i'm not talking "i have to shave for sensory reasons" i mean i keep seeing videos of women using hair identifier spray on their faces and hands so they can shave the tiniest barely-there bits of peach fuzz that came free with their bodies. hair that serves a purpose and that purpose is cleanliness and protection. i mean when i was in elementary school girls who had barely hit puberty were talking about shaving their arms. i mean full-grown adult women who will have a breakdown if they see two days of stubble on their legs/crotch/ jaw/pits because god forbid you don't look like a perfect plastic barbie doll. god forbid your body that keeps you alive comes with hair that may not be soft and glossy and photogenic. some women are so afraid of having any hair apart from their head and eyebrows that they've uno reversed themselves into six different kinds of gender dysphoria that they can't recognize as such because they're convinced that this unnatural state of highly-groomed capital-informed beauty is how women have always been. you're so scared of looking "gross" or "ugly" or "mannish" that you can't even look at your body in the mirror and recognize what it is. sister you are an ape. why are you so determined to deny your nature.

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Ok still love you Sweden 😂🩷

and love me some womens football, what a match 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 🦁

Is my love for Sweden about to be diminished if they kick us out the euros 😭

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Do you think post-canon Wilmon will ever break up or take a break? Do you think they're soulmates?

Yes I think they’re soulmates 💯

Do I think they will take a break? Unfortunately yes, they are both SO young when they meet and have so much growing and learning to do as individuals and as a couple, that its pretty inevitable they will have rough patches. Long term relationships take so much work, commitment and communication no matter how much you love each other and sometimes breaks can be good in the long run. But I firmly believe that they will ALWAYS find their way back to eachother.

my personal head cannon is that Simon will either want to travel or move abroad, I can imagine his relationship with Sweden is pretty damaged after everything and think he would take the first opportunity he could to get out, i like to think he comes to London to do a degree in something musical ☺️ I also like to think Wille would follow him anywhere but if they had to do long distance I think they would seriously struggle.

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📬 Reblog to receive random YR-related asks! 📬

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Is my love for Sweden about to be diminished if they kick us out the euros 😭

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for the unresolved feelings prompts, can you please write something about: "hands always finding each other’s" "eyes falling on each other’s lips"

😘😘😘

I decided to bend canon a bit for this one. I hope you like it :)

If anyone else would like to send a prompt from this list, please feel free.

“You’re not moving your arms at the same time, try it like this,” Wille leans forwards, covering Simon’s hands with his own. He helps Simon drag the oars all the way back to his chest before pushing them out again.

He’s explaining something about breaking the surface of the water, but Simon’s not really paying attention. Wille’s legs are between his, pressed together from calf to ankle in the tight confines of the tiny boat. His big hands are warm and gentle around Simon’s wrists.

Simon mistimes a stroke, and they wobble.

“Easy,” Wille grabs the oar before it can sink to the bottom of the lake.

“Sorry,” Simon shifts his legs, “I’m not really getting it,” he bites his bottom lip, “maybe you should sit behind me.”

He watches Wille’s reaction carefully. He’s only known the Prince for a couple of weeks, but he has, let’s say, an inkling. Wille seems to seek him out, either sitting next to him in the library or waiting for him after class. Sometimes he just stands near to him without actually speaking, and he touches him a lot, fingertips brushing his palm, lingering when he passes Simon a book, or a pen he didn’t ask for, or his water bottle (which Simon could’ve easily reached himself, but it’s nice to be taken care of).

“Well we can’t change places now,” Wille laughs, “we’ll capsize.”

Coy or oblivious? OK.

“That’s a shame,” Simon shrugs, “I like being the little spoon.”

Wille laughs again, but it’s sort of nervous, and there’s a blush creeping up his neck.

“I think I’ve got it now,” Simon smiles. Wille doesn’t let go of his hands. His eyes keep darting to Simon’s lips, and it’s very, very tempting to test out his theory.

“Wille!” August, yelling from the bank like a foghorn.

Simon didn’t realise how far out they’d drifted.

“Fuck,” Wille jerks his hands back to his knees.

Simon feels the loss like an icy draft, “I’ll row us back in.”

“I’ve got it,” Wille takes the oars from him, quickly turning the boat and heading back to the shore.

Simon hugs his knees. Wille’s whole demeanour is different. August makes some lame joke about his height, which he ignores, and Wille pats him on the shoulder instead of saying goodbye.

He’s ready to give up on his theory. Not because he was wrong, obviously, he just doesn’t have time for the aggravation, but then he tells August he can’t make practice the following night, and the look on Wille’s face is all the confirmation he needs.

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What a Tease!

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I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.

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Someone danced to Wrong in their wedding 😍

https://x.com/cuntberq/status/1945491537275601384?t=m1ZfiizXjYzz_YthRhi4pQ&s=19

It’s a beautiful song.

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hoooow do primarily english speaking ppl feel about a little svenska being included in fics? like? hate? love? not too much? never enough? im curious

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The Long Way Home - Chapter 6

Will they finally snap and if so - who's gonna make the move? Find out in chapter 6.

“Would you… be interested in coming?” Simon asks. He sounds almost a bit uncertain, which is kind of baffling to Wille. Then again, Simon can’t know how embarrassingly weak Wille is for him after a ridiculous five days, to the point where he’d very likely follow Simon to the end of the world if he asked. So overall, Simon’s ignorance regarding this is probably a good thing. “Sure,” Wille says with as much cool as he can muster. Which isn’t a lot to begin with and every last remnant of it evaporates in the brightness of Simon’s smile.   “Great,” Simon says and returns his attention to his phone. “It starts later today, so we have a few hours to get there.”

Read on ao3.

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Not me getting emo about the football field scene (again). Like, Wille called Simon because he was who Wille felt safe with, and he was so astounded that someone he cared for showed up for him. And Simon was checking Wille's pupils because he knew to do that, and he was exasperated but clearly cared about Wille's safety, even though he was probably triggered because of his dad's addiction. The nuance, the compassion, the desire for human connection. I'm never getting over Young Royals.

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In a perfect world, fandom posting would be a salaried position with flexible hours and a living wage

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I have nightmares about what Lost would be like if it was released today… 8 episode seasons, everything taking place in total darkness, would be like 4 seasons long max, the veneers, the 8-packs, no silly fun b-plots, everything over explained to the point where it leaves no room for interpretation…