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[almostlake]

Thank you fanfic authors, for giving us the mechanic au, for the barista version, for recommending us the tattoo shop with the perfect florist and bookstore-café next door. For cradling the childhood au, the little version, the traumatized. Thank you for creating and expanding, playing with the what-ifs, in and out of canon.

For the visions of scales, wings, fins and fangs. The red tread tying them together, the expanded friendships and found families. Thank you for holding their hand while you are sending them up in space, igniting the spark of magic, encouraging their speeches as teachers, politicians or rowdy teenagers.

For never giving up, for bringing the insomnia, the meet-cute and libraries full of all possible outcomes (and kissing nooks). Thank you for solving the crimes or creating the murder scene, for giving the pop star and the rocker a world tour and the best social media mistakes. Thank you, for lending us your stories.

[larrylover3000]

May never make it out

Thank you for the tag @almostlake and @97ways

This is a little snippet from my Doctors AU that I hope to finish someday <3 Wille is an intern at a ped department, and Simon is his awkward ass consulting doctor.

I think a lot of people have been tagged already, but I'm tagging @oui-oui-holly, @filmspring, @vvachillessongvv and whoever else would like to do this!

(Also: Honorable mention to Felice's response to Wille's comment: "You do know, Wille, that cis guys don't have ovaries, right? One would think that that's basic knowledge for a doctor.")

[larrylover3000]

I just finished our cat is no longer a kitten and is there a reason you didn’t add wille saying I love you 😭😭😭😭 oh my heart that fic was amazing but I want more 😭😭😭😭😭

There is a reason!

The point of Simon telling Wille that he loves him is not for Wille to say the same thing in return. He tells Wille, because it’s important for him that Wille knows.

As unfair as it sounds, the whole conversation happening that night is Simon’s way of making it clear to Wille what his intentions are. He is stating all of his facts, and then it’s up to Wille to make decisions based on that. It’s not supposed to be a two-way thing.

Also - Wille, in his delusional little mind, thinks that it’s a given that he loves Simon. So for him, it is not necessary to state it.

And thank you💜💜 I’m still working on a fifth chapter that I’ll hopefully have time to finish before my motivation fades

[larrylover3000]

I wrote a little something that will be out in a few hours!!

[almostlake]

So here we go. The last ficlet for the week, day 7 for Simon's week. The free song I chose is Soda pop from the fabulous movie KPop Demon Hunters. NSFW. Thank you @youngroyals-events, once again for arranging this week. Fun fact, all ficlets this week have had a word count of 888 (there might come a drawing some tine in the future for day 5 and Red Light, we will see).

Soda Pop

He didn't know what he had done to be this lucky. The feeling was flowing through him like the warm drizzle of summer rain. Melted caramel that filled every crevice of his soul. Making its way through all the darkness he sometimes harbored and only letting sunlight shine through. Wille was hovering over him, holding him, sweeping his finger over the ridge of his hip bone. Scratching his nail, creating goosebumps in its wake, despite the heat surrounding them, the warm air coming in from the open window with its curtain hanging, almost, but not quite moving in the space between the inside and the world outside. A perimeter only created by a symbol for their seclusion, sheer, white and impermeable from eyes from the other side.

Simon was almost quivering under the ministrations, a simple but delicate touch going up on his right side, a thumb reaching his nipple and touched the outside with slow circulating movements, forcing the hardened nub to pop. Making everything inside him fizzle, his blood turning into that sweet sweet soda he used to drink as a kid. The sugar flowing through him as an extra sense, making the fingers that had just reached the coarse hair in his armpit almost tickle him. Making him squirm. “Ahh.. Sorry my sweet heart.” Wille mouthed at his navel, without leaving him alone, only making the touch firmer, holding his hipbone firm with the other hand. Slivering his tongue up, up upwards to the same nipple. To the armpit, almost taking a bite out of the delicate skin there. Making him thrust up in the air. Searching for something, a tension coiling through him as a carbonated bottle bursting after a vigorous shake. Not being able to pop the lid. Wille’s thighs enfolding him from the sides, warm sweat slick skin with that dusting of hair that brushes against him just right those times they slotted together. Pressing him down to the mattress, giving him some friction that only created a bigger craving for that popping, the release to come. He wanted to see Wille come undone, the feeling of his warm and heavy dick pressing down on his own pelvis creating a vibration of gold and white flowing through Simon and the room. Gasping, Simon tried to find his voice, a tremble coming through. “Wille, Wille–” His hands frantically reached to hold on to the narrow hips, the bottleneck close above after his muscular thighs and firm buttocks. Simon's hands tried to find an anchor point helping him to stay still with all the fizzy water under his skin, Wille’s skin meeting his like vibrating magnets forcing their electrons to share. Those vibrations that were so close to how it was afterwards. Wille met his hungry lips with a taste of his own sweat on the lips. His tongue greedily searches for more, the combination of their taste giving Simon hope and a light feeling. His own tongue found a sweat drop of Wille’s as his mouth reached Wille’s warm pulse point, moist and musky. Something so purely Wille that he whimpered and grinded upwards. He knew this smell, this taste. He knew how Wille would be shining afterwards. How he would be vibrating just before the eruption. The worst part was that Wille himself seemed to be absolutely unaware of the effect he had on Simon. “ –Wille now, please… I need more, it– it is getting too, too sweet. Please I need–” Wille left his ministrations of Simon’s neck. Firmly placing his flat hand, dragging his fingers through the curls close to the scalp. Pulling slightly as he went just to firmly grip and tilt Simon’s head up, meeting him. Eyes sparkling with something underlying the amber, a twinkle. “What if I taste you,” his other hand reached between them. Finding Simon’s cock desperate for release, a touch giving more shivers up from his groin. “Or maybe,” Wille’s hand reached further down between them. Slowly drawing circles around on the sensitive skin of Simon’s opening. “Maybe I should let a finger slip in here?” Simon bucked into the touch, trying for more. Wille’s hips being too far away now, his own precome seeping out, dripping over his stomach as the heat and golden ball that was growing inside him was longing to be released. His hands desperately trying to get a hold of something, sheets or Wille as long as something could keep him from floating away. “Or maybe I'll make you pop, do that hand motion thing you like so much. And then we can go for another round,” Simon gasped as Wille let a finger breach his hot core, leaning down over him and with a slow, pointy lick making circles over his glans, holding the shaft steady as the circles got wider and his mouth filled up with more of his length. Not giving him any respite from the sensations for long minutes. Finally sucking hard enough to give him something to ground him. Until he let go.

“You know, you taste so sweet. I could drink all of you up, having you give me all that is inside you. I wanna taste you, have you fill my mouth.”

The heat surrounded Simon from all sides. Wille’s words creating a crescendo with the movements of his hands. Watching him erupt.

[larrylover3000]

Me rn with this fic

[larrylover3000]

So a fic where Simon and Wille are roommates, and Wille complaints about all his bad one night stands, so Simon challenges him to a month in celibacy. Then they start sort-of-dating, but Wille is so keen on winning the bet that they have to get.... creative

Yes, who's gonna write it?

[andthatisnotfake]

I have a one-shot about a sex bet on the way, but I already made them boyfriends on it. Hm... 🤔 I could maybe change it up a bit to this, but I already write slowly, and currently have no working computer, so it might be faster for someone else to do this. 😅 But if you want to, I can let you know once I finish mine, though it's probably going to be a while. It's not exactly what you asked for, but maybe it's similar enough to scratch the itch?

[larrylover3000]

Yess let me know when it’s done!!!

But I did end up writing this thing myself. Or, so far only ch1. It’ll be a short-ish thing with the very revealing title: “Is this sex yet?”

(Just gotta finish my WIP before this one is published, but i hope it’ll be this weekend🤞)

[larrylover3000]

So a fic where Simon and Wille are roommates, and Wille complaints about all his bad one night stands, so Simon challenges him to a month in celibacy. Then they start sort-of-dating, but Wille is so keen on winning the bet that they have to get.... creative

Yes, who's gonna write it?

[larrylover3000]

have you read unfortunate17’s Wilmon fics? I really think you’d love them as a member of the allergic-to-fluff allegiance!

OMG it's turning into an allegiance!!!!! yessss I love this!!!!!!

I read Fools in a Fable and it had juuuust the right amount. Need to check out more!! (@unfortunate17 )

We should totally make a list with all the good fics for all us allergy suffers, it's HARD to avoid. Especially with long fics

(And just to be clear.... I am not hating on fluff, I know most people love the tooth-rotting fluff)

[larrylover3000]

Simon talks about Wilhelm with the boys. (And tries to keep some secrets hidden)

“Walter says Wilhelm is gay,” Henry commented. 

“I fucking knew. With all the rings he wears,” came from Vincent. 

Simon frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“Haven’t you seen? He’s all-” Vincent paused the guitar playing to make a gesture with his hand, clearly conveying more than one point: He thought it was okay to make fun of gay people, and he thought it was okay to make assumptions about people’s sexuality. 

If Simon wasn’t deadly scared to give too much away about himself, maybe he would have tried arguing. The best he managed now was: “Wearing rings has nothing to do with his sexuality.”

Read the story here

[almostlake]

🌲🫎Sunday Snippet🫎🌲

There is this popular slow-tv in Sweden called The Great Moose Migration, where a bunch of cameras are set up out in the forrest, monitoring the moose for a couple of weeks as they migrate north for the summer. The live feed is broadcasted 24/7 both on television and online without commentary. What if 2029 Crown Prince Wilhelm of Sweden was invited as a guest expert, participating in the studio every day to discuss the highlights of the footage from the last 24 hours? What if Simon -terrified of bears- Eriksson moved from Bjärstad at 15, became a producer, and then in 2029 in charge of both the live feed and what's supposed to be happening in the studio? And what if they fall for each other immediately? What would happen then?

(en förhoppningsvis inte allt för lång on-shot, cirka 4000 ord är skrivna än så länge... och jo, jag tänkte att jag skulle försöka skriva något på svenska för att se hur det är)

Simon höll upp dörren samtidigt som han fortsatte, “jag hoppas verkligen att resten av teamet inte beter sig som att han är värd mer än de andra som kommer, att få fördelar bara för vilken familj man är född i och hela livet få oförtjänta fördelar och statsbidrag på grund av det—” Kronprins Wilhelm stod vid änden av konferensbordet, iklädd en irriterande välsittande kostym och utan tillstymmelse av hårlockar. Men med ett halvleende som försvann lika fort som Simon tystnade vid anblicken av det.  Prinsen tog ett steg framåt och sträckte ut sin hand. Simon greppade den samtidigt som han på något vis lyckades krysta ut sitt namn. Åh gud. Hans hud var sammetslen. “Hej. Wilhelm. Jag skulle uppskatta om jag inte kallades för Kronprinsen när kamerorna är avstängda. Men när de är på, så... behövs det... för statsbidragens skull.” Och var det där en blinkning? Flörtade han? Stefan skulle så döda honom om han fumlade det här bara för att Kronprinsen hade ögon som såg ut att fyllas av något varmt medan hans vänster hand smekte Simons handrygg. 

Interview with a journalist from New York Times about the real broadcast.

A documentary about how the program started in 2019 and here a CBS article from this year.

[larrylover3000]

An enemies-to-lovers Music Camp fic with fuckyou-energy and a lot of unfortunate situations

“You can save your explanations about why you two don’t like each other. The situation is this: We do not have any spare rooms, and since you are both taking the ‘songwriting’-course, you’ll be spending a lot of time together.”

Simon opened his mouth to protest, but Boris held out a hand, silently asking him to not interrupt. “I don’t think you have given each other a fair chance. So I have printed out some questions-“ he dug into a drawer in his desk, searching through some papers before finding the right ones. “I want you to answer these questions about each other and then hand them in to me on Sunday. Understood?”

Read here

[larrylover3000]

The struggle of wanting to write an enemies-to-lovers fic with fuckyou energy, while also wanting the characters to be the sweetest sweethearts, so essentially their whole relationship ends up being based on misunderstandings (Which is also a bit eehhh, because those two are, like, the best communicators in the world). You know what I'm saying?

[larrylover3000]

I don’t really like fluff… or I guess I like angst (or TENSION really) with a tad bit of fluff to balance it out. Boris’ Books is PERFECT and it has the PERFECT amount of fluff, but it’s well earned and feels even better after all the harder stuff! Omg they love each other so mucccccccchhhhhhh and it feels real and that’s way better than fluff for fluff’s sake. Anyway just here to let you know there are plenty of us out there who are also kinda allergic to fluff and adore your writing.

Welcome to the allergic-to-fluff fellowship!!!! 🥳🥳 But honestly, this means A LOT to me. I know there are a lot of different preferences out there, so I guess it makes sense that my fluff-writing isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.

I agree with the part about fluff sometimes appearing only for fluff’s sake. I think every scene has to serve a “purpose” (like, change their dynamic in some way or have something “at stake”). And often - to me - I feel like the fluff starts feeling superficial if it has no purpose.

Personally, I often skip the last 1-2 chapters of good fics, because the authors use them to heavily fluff-write. Maybe it’s just me…

Anyway, THANK YOU!!!

[larrylover3000]

thanks for the tag <3 @caramelpenguin

1.How many works do you have on AO3?

13.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

640,643 (wow, I did NOT know it was that many)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now only YR (My sweet Wilmon <3). I started my fanfic career with 1D Louis/Harry, then later moved on to Malec from shadowhunters.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Boris' Books (Bookstore AU) My longest fic, and defintely the fic I've enjoyed writing the most. I've also loved seeing people's reactions. Some comments have been incredibly reflective and philosophical, you guys are absolutely amazing!!! I hope you know that!!! The other ones are all about Malec

In my veins (Med-students AU)

How to save a life (Pediatric doctors AU)

Walking trouble (Police officers AU)

Carry you home (Room mates AU)

HOLY SHIT, I write a lot of AU's apparently

5. Do you respond to comments?

I do! Mostly. But it takes time for me, which I'm trying to be better at. But seriously, I LOVE EVERY COMMENT

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

No doubt about it Boris' Books. BUT I do think I ended it a lot less angsty than I could have. (I didn't even realize when I wrote it that it was angsty, but then people were crying in the comments. It surprised me a bit)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Purple and Pining because it's just 26k words of banter, smut and fluff

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I accidentally saw that someone on X asked (in relation to Boris' Books) if I was allergic to writing fluff. AND IT STUCK WITH ME, SORRY FOR NOT GIVING YOU GUYS ALL THE FUCKING FLUFF YOU DESERVE. (But Almostlake has been trying to calm me down in our tumblr-convo and tell me nice words about my fluff-writing, so thank you <3 <3 <3) Also, I have gotten some on my earlier work. (The police man AU fic had a whole ass Team!Magnus / Team!Alec thread in the comments. People did NOT like how rough Alec was with Magnus. But then people were defending me in the comments as well, so all good)

9. Do you write smut?

Yes!! Very much yes, lots of it all the time

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

nope

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Translated one of my own from Danish to English

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yesss, the original work My Shithead Neighbour. Wrote it with my real-life best friend <3

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

The Night We Met

15. What are your writing strengths?

I'd say being true to my characters. (Not suddenly changing their goals / fears to make it fit the narrative)

I'm not afraid to change the plot in the middle of writing the chapter if it doesn't feel "right". (With Boris' Books, their first kiss was originally meant to happen on the couch-scene in Bjärstad, but then it didn't feel right. I didn't want Simon to be a cheater when it all came down to it. Also, Simon was meant to kiss Wille, but that also didn't feel right)

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Apparently I'm allergic to writing fluff

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I love it, especially in YR-fandom, because I understand Swedish. Guess I wouldn't like it as much if I didn't understand Swedish....

18. First fandom you wrote for?

I wrote reader/Niall Horan fics in 2011 when I was 12

19. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Boris' books Bookstore Wilmon AU. Definitely the most emotional work I've ever done. I'm satisfied with how it turned out.

In my veins My med-students AU Malec fic. It gives me flashbacks to when I took this course in med-school, and I love the enemies-to-lovers I managed to build up in this story.

Purple and Pining Tumblr AU Wilmon. It's the funniest shit I've ever written!! And also, I loved writing this because most of it is real quotes that Almostlake said in out tumblr-convo. THE SEXTOY THING??? THE FACE REVEAL??? Yeah, it all happened

A no pressure tag: @almostlake @millennial-queer @filmspring @malinowaj @softasthunder75 @moonlightfrogsandkisses

[larrylover3000]

Purple and Pining sneak peak

Simon’s wish to keep his identity hidden is tested when he receives a certain message from Wille



CpAugust4ever: Sooo, I did something…

Purple_and_cute: Go on

CpAugust4ever: Remember how long it took me to read your fic earlier

Purple_and_cute: … yes?

CpAugust4ever: So I’m sort of at uni right now with a buttplug up my ass

Simon blinked at the screen. What? His eyes shot down the hallway again, his cheeks already a shade darker than they had been before. No, this wasn’t happening. He was not strong enough to be here, while Wille was somewhere in this fucking building with a buttplug up his ass.

If Simon wasn’t careful, this was going to be the thing that made him cave. Because, fuck, he wanted to ask Wille where he was, go find him and take him to some stupid study cell and do… do something about this.

Read the first two chapters here

[larrylover3000]

Purple and Pining

Frowning slightly, Simon reread the message.

CpAugust4ever: You definitely have a dick. There’s no fucking way you can write smut like that with a vagina between your legs.

When he had dropped his tumblr account at the end of his latest AO3-fic, this wasn’t exactly what he had been expecting. Sure, the Young Royals fandom was pretty big, so it wasn’t so weird that he got some kind of response. But this?

(OR: Simon writes smut online, and Wille is his number one fan. Basically a whole fic where Wille tries to win over Simon)

Go read it on AO3