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Sunday snippet sfw kinktober edition

I'm working on an idea for kinktober! Though it grew more plot than planned... quite excited for it 🤭

“Hey, Wilhelm, right?” Simon greets cheerfully, and Wille is thankful he's able to catch what he says amid the turmoil of oh god oh fuck in his brain. Simon asks this as if everyone (unfortunately) doesn't know who Wille is already, but he still appreciates the sentiment. In all of his fantasies of this moment happening, Wille imagined that he'd be able to be cool and suave about it. This is not the case in reality. “Wille!” He blurts out, already feeling his skin heat up. “Uh, I mean—call me Wille,” he tries again, mentally hitting himself over the head. Usually he does have game. But he's not usually talking to someone like Simon Eriksson. Simon, for his part, just keeps smiling, though his eyes flicker down to the green carnation pin Wille had stuck to his dress shirt collar as another ‘fuck you’ to the royal court. “Wille,” Simon says, and the mental turmoil only gets exponentially worse as he hears Simon's voice sound out his name, holy shit. “I'm Simon,” he continues, holding out a hand. It's only after years of doing things like this that Wille is able to automatically reach his hand out to shake Simon's, who has a nice firm, warm grip. “I know,” Wille says, voice a little higher pitched than normal, and he cringes at himself as he lets his hand fall away. He thinks he's sweating and hopes it isn't obvious. But Simon is still giving him that charming small smile, eyes warm and soft.

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"You need to stop," Simon hums lazily, dragging fingers through Wille’s hair to hold him still. "Can’t sleep," Wille says, a little whine in his voice.

Thank you so much for this prompt!! 🥹 It immediately sent my brain whirring and I had the most fun writing that I've had in a long time. I hope you enjoy this needy whiny Wille hehe 💜

In the sunrise

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“You need to stop,” Simon hums lazily, dragging fingers through Wille’s hair to hold him still. His voice is teasing, a little strict but clearly not really meaning what he says, and it makes Wille burn even more. “Can’t sleep,” Wille says, a little whine in his voice. He suckles gently on one spot of Simon’s skin since he’s been bereft of continuing his route of kisses, until Simon’s grip on his hair gets harsher and he uses it to pull Wille’s head up. Wille is about to whine again, but then he sees Simon’s face. Simon is looking at him with dark, lust-swirled eyes half hidden by his eyelashes, his chin jutting up slightly and a small teasing smile on his face.

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Obsession

Simon has always felt like he worried more than the other kids his age. Or, Simon has OCD.

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It's been a while since I've posted a fic (moving + getting a job then losing a job + writers block) but here I am :) this one is very personal to me, as OCD has been a heavy weight on my life, but it's been very healing to write this. I hope it's cathartic to someone else out there, or at least educational to those more unfamiliar with this disorder (though this is of course not a full picture of what it looks like for every individual person). I'm a bit sorry to post something angsty like this for Simon's birthday month, but despite his struggles, he's gonna get through them. And so will we 💜

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Hi there! For the fic prompts: how about Wilmon surprises? Maybe Wille surprises Simon with a home cooked meal lol or Simon takes him on a surprise date to one of his favorite places.. many thoughts here ☺️

Hope it all gets better soon. 💜

Thank you so much! When I got this ask I was in the midst of rewatching season 2, and so admittedly this went in quite a different direction than I initially expected, and maybe isn't exactly what you prompted, but hey there's a surprise fluffy date and happy ending? Just,,lots of mention of Marcus if that turns anyone off. But THANK YOU for the inspiration!! 💜

Just you and me

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“I have a surprise for you,” Wille had told him, as they walked to the Marieberg car lot together after school. They had gone to Wille’s car as usual, the old, slightly beat up one Wille had bought from Ayub’s uncle with no special “prince price,” since Wille realized he didn’t want a flashy new one or use one of Erik’s, let alone use more royal money than he had to. Simon had let Wille open the passenger side door for him as always, pretending to be irritated but actually fond of his chivalrousness, like an actual fairytale prince just for him. They had dumped their bags in the backseat and cracked the windows to let in the crisp autumn air, and they were off. Wille surprises Simon with a new date spot. Only, he doesn't know that Simon has already had a date here.

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Sunday snippet more like Sunday sentence 😚

Oh, this will be fun, Simon thinks, watching as Wille comes all over himself, untouched and without permission.

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Try my best to not sabotage this 🌹

Simon doesn’t know if they’re dreaming when they see the text from Wille. She is used to all sorts of requests from Wille during their two years of friendship, from rescuing her from a football field in the middle of the night or picking her up from parties, to sneaking into her room at Hillerska for late night movies and takeout. But this one is a first. Simon reads it again, slowly, to make sure they’re understanding it right. Wille 💜 Could you come over to my room today? I have some new lingerie I’d like your opinion on :) The words are indeed the same as they were the first time Simon read them. Simon stares down at their phone screen, still standing stock-still in the middle of her room where they got the text notification. Simon has never had many close friends who were girls, besides Rosh, and while Rosh had always been open about her hookups and sexuality, that’s the furthest they’ve gone in their friendship. But modeling lingerie and sharing pictures with friends to have them hype you up is a normal thing, too, right? (Or, Simon is hopelessly in love with their best friend.)

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Hiiii!! Happy Valentine's day and I'm finally here to post another fic again. It's taken me a long time but thank you for the lovely comments I've gotten since then and I hope you enjoy this one :) very sappy very cute lesbians hehe

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Sunday snippet (horse boy wille edition)

I'm finally getting back to writing my fic where Simon is afraid of horses but Sara has him take some lessons from ex-Crown Prince Wille!! And Simon is immediately down BAD.

Simon is feeling marginally more confident when he steps into the barn a week later. At least, he is when it comes to horses, surprisingly. He's still worried he's going to make a fool of himself in front of Wille, even though he hates that he cares so much about the man's opinion. He never does, especially not about white, presumably straight men who also happen to come from royalty.

But his brain isn't exactly being rational, he reminds himself as he spots Wille across the barn, swoopy hair draped across his face as he smiles at Leo next to him. Simon watches for a moment as Wille talks to Leo, too far away to hear what he's saying, but still smiling as he strokes Leo's neck and carefully fixes the hair caught under his bridle. It's charming and sweet how much he evidently cares for the horses, and how at ease he looks around them, how his laugh echoes across the barn when Leo nudges his coat pockets, snuffling for treats.

Then Simon realizes with a start that he hasn't even felt anxiety about seeing Leo or the other horses since he's stepped into the barn. Something really is wrong with him.

Wille eventually spots him from where he's still standing awkwardly in the middle of the barn and waves him over. “Hej, Simon!” He greets. “It's alright,” he continues kindly, evidently taking Simon's hesitance for nervousness, and Simon finally starts to move forward. Wille pushes the hair back from his face and smiles brightly at Simon when he joins Wille and Leo, and Simon can't help but smile shyly back. Leo huffs out of his nose, and Simon manages to cautiously turn towards him and gently pet over the white splotch on his head for a moment. Wille is still smiling when Simon looks over, just watching them, and Simon has to avert his eyes. Somehow he radiates all the force of the sun in one little smile.

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Writing is still SO hard lately and it's very frustrating, so I just wanna write something small with not much preamble to tell myself I can still do it. So if you have any little prompts (smut or fluffy) feel free to send them my way!! Por favor 🥺🫶