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Mermon please!! 🫶
Hiiiii! Thank you for much for asking! 💜💜💜
This, once again (it's been a weak writing kinda few months 😭), is just ramble-y bits and piece of a rough outline. Essentially:
AU where Simon is a beautiful siren and Wille is a fisherman or something, and sometimes, when he's on his way back to shore after spending all day out on the sea, he hears and sees this beautiful creature there in the water or on top of some rocks. And the first time he was scared and confused, almost made his little boat topple over, but now he actually always hopes that today is gonna be the day he sees him again. because despite everyone at home telling him he's putting himself in danger he just can't stop seeking him out starcrossed lovers - and ofc the only way they ever get to be together is to meet on the shore, in between their worlds
credit for the pun goes to @grapehyasynth <3
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“Is nobody going to say it?”
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Curly haired blond dude from the church ⛪
Please. I love this prompt so much.
My only regret is being so late with it 😭 I don't think 'curly-haired blond dude from the church' had a name and I'm reluctant to give them one outright even for fic-reasons, so... I hope it's obvious he's what I meant in this drabble!
Hillerska's second-year student body had the misfortune--or, arguably, the absolute luck to those who were indolent and unstudious--of not being entrusted with prefectships and captaincies. They also had no great claim to fame unlike the first-years who boasted royalty, nor were there any modern nobility in their rank like that one Ehrencrona girl. What they had to recommend them, however, was an underground gossip grapevine beyond the reaches of Hillerska's crème de la crème: “Is nobody going to say it?” the head of this society asked one day. "That non-res kid… the way he sang…" [Several people are typing…] "EFFERVESCENT."
What year is he in?? If I got it wrong, I plead fic writer's creative license 😅
written for YRDC2024 | more yr drabbles
Any YR ship
"What's that smell?"
Hi! I have ideas for this with many ships, but I'm going to go with Wilmon because I saw a post today about how people skip over all scenes except wilmon scenes and now I feel insecure about how much I love the side characters 🥲
"What's that smell?" "Oh shit!" Wilhelm leapt over the back of the couch and ran towards the kitchen, leaving Simon standing alone in their living room, practically kissed drunk and swaying on his feet. "I forgot about dinner." He probably should have been upset about it, especially when a puff of smoke came wafting out of their kitchen, but he really couldn't find it in himself. Their previous big events - anniversaries, birthdays, holidays, etc. - had all been such disasters that this didn't even seem that bad; at least this special event they were together, and happy, and in a space of their own (even if that space smelled a bit like burnt salmon.) Simon made his way to the kitchen where his fiancé was throwing multiple hot pans into the sink under running water, and wrapped his arms around his stomach. He could feel the way Wilhelm was tense, disappointed in himself for "ruining" everything. He hadn't ruined anything, though. "Let's get takeout."
Don't count, and everyone pretend these aren't run on sentences.
send me a ship and a sentence and I'll write the next five.
Hello! Some questions for you:
Do you have a favorite flower?
Do you believe in soulmates?
What's the last YR fic you read?
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Hey,
Thank you so much for the ask!! 💜
Hmm I actually don't think I can choose. Wildflowers mostly or sunflowers or daisies. Oh and hydrangeas and bougainvilleas.
Complicated question, because I'm completely torn. On the one hand, yes of course 100 percent and then somehow also not at all. Idk. Because I somehow feel there are actually multiple people you could potentially end up with or be happy with, but then again I find the idea of soulmates so nice. I guess it also depends on my mood. But Wilmon are definitely soulmates!!! 💯
The last chapter of The language of roses by despassurlaneige
This is hard! One assumption I'd make is that you're a native English speaker but that's not very specific and also I know it's not true
Hi! And 🥹🥹🥹 nawwwwww 💜 But it's a very lovely assumption to have, that makes me really, really happy because... boy do I overthink my English, so thank you 💜
Send me an (extremely specific) assumption have about me based on my fics <3
Oh hey if you finish your fic soon you can be the first "in the Forest Ridge hallway" stamp on Wilmon's Fucking Passport!
oh my GOD what an honor that would be 💜🫡🫡🫡
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Hello!! Sorry this is late. I needed time to think of 3 more facts 😅
1. I still have my original Nintendo and Super Nintendo
2. For many years I drove a Volkswagen Bug (I still drive one when I go home for the holidays. My parents have a yellow bug)
3. I have a degree in Economics, but I have no idea how the economy works. I just enjoyed making the graphs. Apparently that’s good enough to get someone a degree 🙂