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I love the word “innit” british people cooked with that one

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Ok responding back again to the piercing ask shsjdsjsjhfk that's funny but so True on the wilmon part of it I think. and yeah I could totally see a nose piercing that would be So good on Wille imo!!

So my thoughts on the topic are all over the place but you asked so i'll respond hahaha: Personally was also considering that maybe she'd go for a cartilage earpiercing like conch or rook (or maybe forward helix if she wanted to be subtle?) as a first (because I'm personally a little weak for those hehe -in which case also.. lip piercing.. maybe.. like the center lip ring kind.. yeah. those are cool!!)

Though also now you've said it I feel like she would still get the nose piercing after that Either way.

I can see it feeling very freeing for her ! (Also maybe as just a tiny bit of a "fuck you" to some people-but mainly for herself) (I Love love love to think of Wille getting to experiment with style and explore more ! -both for cannon and princess Wille !!)

new additions from anon so real so real… cartilage piercing wille😩 snakebite wille😩

i feel you so much about wille experimenting with her style. she’s been told what to do all of her childhood! it’s hard to know who she is… also overwhelming… i’d like to think she would make some bold and regrettable choices which at the time simon would be always supportive of… but make fun of affectionately ten years later…

Might be a bit random to drop this here but thinking about wlw wilmon today. I'm imagining Wille wanting to get a piercing and Simon coming along for support. The piercer is very pretty and sweet though and Wille gets all blushy about it. Simon teases her after but they also get extra clingy because well Wilmon. But still Wille takes showing how much she cares about Simon Very seriously afterwards

hi thank you for sending this in!💕

would love to know what piercing you were thinking of for wille haha, obviously as (crown) princess she was never allowed any except for demure earlobe ones, and i always envisioned her being a rower/rowing coach after abdication but i think face piercings are okay with that? a nose ring would be so hot

funny story i recently heard someone say they “don’t practice jealousy because it’s against their moral code” which cracked me up because it’s easy to say - but girl i see you. i think wilmon would insist that they’re healthy - they got together very young! it’s normal to be attracted to other people! and tell each other about it! and they would thirst over celeb crushes together (even tho simon and wille have differing tastes) but yes it can still play on insecurities. and wille would reassure simon that simon is the one she chooses to share her life, her body and soul with. but i think it’s still fun for them to poke at each other’s gay panic (at other people) it’s like an inside joke! they’re best friends too as well as lovers!

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saw this and it immediately reminded me of @toffeelemon ‘s lesbian wilmon <3

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9. Anime Another Scott Pilgrim-inspired Wilmon because I needed to draw something fun and cute 💜 and the animated background felt like a must lol

@youngroyals-events

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does everyone have a teacher that they still have beef with/ hold a grudge against today??

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Simon celebrating Sweden’s national day by ravishing the ex-prince iktr

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Sketches, sketches! They’re musicians this time!!!

Inspired by "The Stones I Threw at Your Window" by Lucrow! It showed up on my dashboard this weekend and the mental imprint that poster left was so intense I had to do something about it

I took a lot of creative liberties with the outfits, don’t mind me, I just wanted to see Charles in a crop top and Edwin as Damiano

Niko and I during the entire interview: just kiss already, you idiots!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64879519

Go read it. Right now. Drop everything. I'm not kidding. GO.

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will there be an i am awaiting you update soon 👉🏻👈🏻

hi love!

you’ve been so consistantly in my inbox that i’m pretty sure by now that you’re the same dedicated reader. please do not be shy to slide into my dms! (anyone else is welcome too!) i always love to talk more princess simon lore and there’s so much that don’t make the cut that i can share that i’m sure will satisfy you in between updates.

to answer your question: i don’t know, chapter 5 has a bit of weight already but nowhere near where i want to end it, and soon is a very ambitious concept.

i do have a snippet from chapter 5 floating around so i will reblog that just in case you haven’t seen it yet.

i’ve been in a bad way recently and i’m gonna elaborate below for everyone who might be wondering, even though it must go without saying that no one needs any explanation for their creative pacing and productivity (or lack thereof).

(CN: classic queerphobia trauma dump)

i’m sure this is not an unfamiliar story. i am an independent adult, i have a full time job, a part time diploma, i just put on a gallery exhibition in my free time on top of everything else, a billion things are going on that are squeezing me of time and energy, yada yada.

but i’m also surrounded by people who constantly deadname and misgender me or my friends, and talk about trans children (who i go out to support as much as i could) like they’re better off dead. i’m also trying to support my friends, people in my community, a lot of people i have two or three degrees of separation with - people who are going to jail, disappearing, under systemic pressures just for being queer. i am trying to make peace - more accurately make energy for rage and resistance - with the fact that most people in this world do not like my existence. i am so very stressed and upset most of the time and honestly i think it’s pretty warranted, and i’m sure literally everyone can commiserate about the state of the world right now.

i don’t exist in a vacuum. everything i create don’t exist in a vacuum. i weave through and transform pain and suffering the way i do, i dream of love and hope and happiness the way i do, because this is my life and this is how i choose to get through it.

i know that there are people who really enjoy my fics, and a handful of yous also make the effort to let me know, i see you and love you all. i really do appreciate it. i really want to share all the radical optimism and strength that i can manage and pass the positive energy forward. it truly does warm my heart whenever someone decides to share how i’ve touched them and connected them to gender euphoria, to living a more authentic self, to finding love for themselves or for romance. it means a lot to me.

even if only one single person is holding onto this particular fic like a lifeline, it still matters to me. i see you, and you matter to me. i do care about you and want to make you happy.

but as much as i’d love to support and give back to my community (which is you!), i also am a human being who needs the same support, and currently i’m struggling so much. i know i like to present myself as strong and happy-go-lucky (shocker you can’t tell from my ao3) but really it’s so hard to be energised and present enough to write lately.

i don’t mean to trauma dump - i don’t think this counts as trauma at all. it’s just the reality of being alive. and i wouldn’t change it for the world. being queer, being gender non conforming, being poc has been the greatest gift of my life and i wouldn’t trade it for anything else. my brain gave you my ao3. my brain also holds me back in a lot of other ways. there’s also a lot of things that are out of my control (and undiagnosed probably lmfao). i hope you can extend grace and patience to me that you would to yourself, that i would for you.

and not to be an attention whore but any other chat about fics would make me so happy and nourished! tell me about your favourite things! tell me what songs it reminded you of! tell me about your life! tell me about a girl you like!

i do love sharing space with you. i’ll write when i’m ready. i’ll post when it’s done. i don’t think there’ll be a posting schedule anymore, i’m sorry. i usually like posting on sundays but let me know if any other time would work better for you? which timezone? i’m trying my best, i promise.

and for now, i hope the however many words (that weren’t in the bible) on my ao3 could tide you through the night. i’m holding your hand through the coming holiday season. i am thinking of you. take care! ♥︎

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wilmon + Friends with benefits was both his best and worst idea ever.

Friends with benefits was both his best and worst idea ever. Best, because, duh, Simon gets to have sex with Wille and - not that he'd ever tell him that, because despite all the fucking they've been doing... giving feedback feels like a bit much - Wille is, as it turns out, a fucking amazing person to have sex with. Like... comically so. Collapsing on top of Wille afterwards and fucking giggling into his sternum because somehow Simon's dorky best friend knows just how to make Simon's mind go pleasantly blank and his body fucking weightless levels of comically good sex. Being so fucking responsive that Simon wants to keep touching him all night, and being a little wild and funny and careful and hot and knowing just the right thing to say in just the right moment levels of comically good, no, amazing sex. And, well, worst, because what started out as a silly little idea to relieve them both of some stress is now turning into a more than regular occurrence. And what's worse: Quite frankly, Simon can't envision himself quitting the arrangement anytime soon.

fwb my beloved!!! FWB MY LOVE MY LIFE!!!! I have yet again cheated and put six sentences. Thank you so much for the prompt Lou!!!! 💜💜💜

Send me "Wilmon" + a sentence and I'll write the next five

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irish coworker: *is back from a month in italy*

me: the weather must have been great, you're looking so tanned!

irish coworker: *stares down at his arms, which are a shade of eggshell white i associate with tasteful wedding table settings* i suppose i am!

welsh coworker: *enters room* wow, youre looking so tanned!

ghanaian coworker: *looks around like hes on the truman show*

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what did lesbian wilmon do for wille’s 21st birthday? <3

good question! 🥰

Wille wakes up alone on her 21st birthday in Simon’s flat. Well, it’s technically Simon’s flat, but it’s more Simon and Wille’s flat, but they like to pretend that they’re not codependent and are their own person. But Wille doesn’t have a permanent home of her own, and most of her stuff are here, so this space is hers anyway.

It’s barely 8am. Simon almost never gets up that early. Wille gets a little bored, dejected almost, as she rolls around in Simon’s bed and debates whether she should get up. None of the kittens have started scratching the door yet, which is a miracle, a birthday present to her, and Wille should appreciate it more.

She can’t help but giggle to herself when she hears the front door clicking, tucking her hair behind her ears to look pretty before lying down again to pretend to be asleep. By the loud groan Simon makes once they step into the bedroom, Wille knows she was doing a poor job pretending.

Simon has a beautiful tiny cake in her palms, with three candles already lit. Wille keeps her eyes closed to pretend for a little longer, but can’t help cracking a wide grin at Simon singing to her.

“This is nice,” Wille says genuinely, after swiping her pointer finger through the frosting and licking it off. “Where did you get it?”

Simon huffs indignantly. “I baked it! - Well, Felice helped. I couldn’t hide it in our fridge.”

They picked at the cake in bed for a little more before sticking it back into the fridge, which turned into making out lazily against the fridge, which turned into Simon being hoisted onto the kitchen counter, and -

Next thing they know they’re hungry enough for lunch.

“Are you sure you’re happy with not going outside today?” Simon asks gently, as they tidy the living room.

A few friends are bringing food and drinks over for dinner, a handful of their friends from Hillerska, some of Wille’s boat club, some of Simon’s uni friends. Wille doesn’t have a big appetite for parties anymore, doesn’t drink that much either, but Simon still wanted to celebrate her. They’ll put on a little music, their friends will get wine drunk, and Wille can dance with her hands on Simon’s waist and pretend they’re normal young people going outside and having fun.

Being in public still feels like a punishment to Wille sometimes. She doesn’t care for feeling punished on her birthday. One day people would stop caring about who she is, and let her to just fade into obscurity in peace - but that day hasn’t come yet.

Her real celebration starts next week - Simon and her are going on a real grown up holiday together, abroad, not on a school trip or just going to one of Wille’s family holiday homes. Simon is graduating university this summer and it really feels like their entire lives are right ahead of them. Anything is possible.

They’re going away a bit earlier ahead of the European rowing championships, where Wille is technically working - and her life is finally in control. Wille is going on holiday with her boyfriend, she has a job, she has some direction in life.

She didn’t make the team for Paris Olympics. A part of Wille was relieved, as disappointed as everyone thought she must be. It is a lot of pressure, and publicity, and Wille still feels bad for bringing Public Relations collatoral damage as the ex-Crown Princess everywhere she goes. No teammate deserves that extra stress.

Coaching has been a really nice pivot. She likes the boat club that she’s in, and not being the centre of attention, doing something she loves and is good at. And she is learning to believe it - that she is good at anything at all.

Maybe one day she will go and study something. Maybe abroad, wherever Simon would like to go. One day when people finally start forgetting who she is. Who she was.

Wille is 21 and she suddenly realises that she is rather happy with where she is and what she is doing right now. And perhaps even happier than Erik had been.

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what did lesbian wilmon do for wille’s 21st birthday? <3

good question! 🥰

Wille wakes up alone on her 21st birthday in Simon’s flat. Well, it’s technically Simon’s flat, but it’s more Simon and Wille’s flat, but they like to pretend that they’re not codependent and are their own person. But Wille doesn’t have a permanent home of her own, and most of her stuff are here, so this space is hers anyway.

It’s barely 8am. Simon almost never gets up that early. Wille gets a little bored, dejected almost, as she rolls around in Simon’s bed and debates whether she should get up. None of the kittens have started scratching the door yet, which is a miracle, a birthday present to her, and Wille should appreciate it more.

She can’t help but giggle to herself when she hears the front door clicking, tucking her hair behind her ears to look pretty before lying down again to pretend to be asleep. By the loud groan Simon makes once they step into the bedroom, Wille knows she was doing a poor job pretending.

Simon has a beautiful tiny cake in her palms, with three candles already lit. Wille keeps her eyes closed to pretend for a little longer, but can’t help cracking a wide grin at Simon singing to her.

“This is nice,” Wille says genuinely, after swiping her pointer finger through the frosting and licking it off. “Where did you get it?”

Simon huffs indignantly. “I baked it! - Well, Felice helped. I couldn’t hide it in our fridge.”

They picked at the cake in bed for a little more before sticking it back into the fridge, which turned into making out lazily against the fridge, which turned into Simon being hoisted onto the kitchen counter, and -

Next thing they know they’re hungry enough for lunch.

“Are you sure you’re happy with not going outside today?” Simon asks gently, as they tidy the living room.

A few friends are bringing food and drinks over for dinner, a handful of their friends from Hillerska, some of Wille’s boat club, some of Simon’s uni friends. Wille doesn’t have a big appetite for parties anymore, doesn’t drink that much either, but Simon still wanted to celebrate her. They’ll put on a little music, their friends will get wine drunk, and Wille can dance with her hands on Simon’s waist and pretend they’re normal young people going outside and having fun.

Being in public still feels like a punishment to Wille sometimes. She doesn’t care for feeling punished on her birthday. One day people would stop caring about who she is, and let her to just fade into obscurity in peace - but that day hasn’t come yet.

Her real celebration starts next week - Simon and her are going on a real grown up holiday together, abroad, not on a school trip or just going to one of Wille’s family holiday homes. Simon is graduating university this summer and it really feels like their entire lives are right ahead of them. Anything is possible.

They’re going away a bit earlier ahead of the European rowing championships, where Wille is technically working - and her life is finally in control. Wille is going on holiday with her boyfriend, she has a job, she has some direction in life.

She didn’t make the team for Paris Olympics. A part of Wille was relieved, as disappointed as everyone thought she must be. It is a lot of pressure, and publicity, and Wille still feels bad for bringing Public Relations collatoral damage as the ex-Crown Princess everywhere she goes. No teammate deserves that extra stress.

Coaching has been a really nice pivot. She likes the boat club that she’s in, and not being the centre of attention, doing something she loves and is good at. And she is learning to believe it - that she is good at anything at all.

Maybe one day she will go and study something. Maybe abroad, wherever Simon would like to go. One day when people finally start forgetting who she is. Who she was.

Wille is 21 and she suddenly realises that she is rather happy with where she is and what she is doing right now. And perhaps even happier than Erik had been.

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The legendary Cynthia Khan 🥰🔥👊

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lesbian wilmon nation i miss yall… the laugh i laught when i got this text…

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- Was this how you imagined it? - No… This is better.

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Dead girl detectives?

Everyone in the fandom this week: pirates!!

Me: lesbians!