Simon // he/him // 25 // gay // in love // back on here because YR rewired my brain // your local Omar Rudberg simp // find my fanfics on ao3 ๐ // I'll probably never shut up about the ball scene because It Means Everything To Me
Finally making a pinned post, hope I do this right
my name is Simon, you can call me that or skibasyndrome or any variation of either that you can think of
25-y/o university student with a passion for literature and languages and everything surrounding that (hmu, I will talk about it for hours)
me and tumblr go way back (like… 2012 way back), but it’s only through my very recent discovery of Young Royals (August 2023) that I decided to get back into online fan spaces after a long break (best decision ever btw)
I’m gay and a trans man and this show is so, so healing for my inner baby queer
Or: Wilhelm spots the most gorgeous man in a nightclub. He’s wearing a lavender shirt that makes Wilhelm’s head spin and imagination run wild. And a smile that does things to his heart he’s not quite sure what to make of yet.
Or: After meeting and hooking up with Simon at a club, Wille needs to figure out what exactly that means for them (or whether there even is a “them” to figure out). A sequel to Lavender Haze.
Simon!! I hope you’re doing well amidst university hell. You’ll get through it and then you’ll hopefully be free for the summer ☀️
Aaaaaah Lia!!!! Hi!!!!
So sweet of you to send me this lovely little message 💜💜💜💜💜🥺🥰
I’m quite alright, the stress is still happening and it’s probably gonna keep going until the last week of July when I’ll be having my oral exams buttttttt I finished off a big assignment this week so now it’s all a lot more manageable definitely 💜
I’ll be free free (except for writing writing my BA thesis lmao but that’s like a mostly fun task tbh) in August and I’m very much looking forward to being more active again in the fandom then!!!
How are you doing these days? How’s your situation regarding freedom for summer?? 💜
sometimes you a story idea finds you and it simply won’t let go.This one has grown a head or three and like 8 legs. Massive shoutout to @dreamyelectronicmusic for trusting me enough with their prompt to let me to take a stab at it. Also read the first fragment of this story here. PS. this snippet is unedited so excuse any mistakes lol
“Okay, Simon, spill. Who’s the guy?” Simon looks up from his phone, on which he was typing a quick message to Wille saying he was having dinner with a friend, to find Rosh staring him down with a knowing eyebrow raised. Ayub looks up from where he was getting the console ready for their game night, looking confused. “What man?”
“Simon’s seeing someone, and he won’t talk about it.”
Simon quickly locks his phone and stuffs it back into his pocket. “I’m not seeing anyone,” he says, putting as much conviction in his voice as he can. It isn’t a lie, not quite. He and Wille haven’t talked about feelings, Simon doesn’t even know if he feels the same. But there have been messages that have Simon wondering if he doesn’t, like the time Wille had been complaining about a boring dinner and telling Simon he wished he had been there, or how he keeps sending pictures of things because they remind him of Simon.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that there isn’t a guy. But he can’t tell Rosh that, he can’t tell her that he’s fallen for someone he has never even met, even if he knows everything about him. Even if he feels like he knows Wille better than he knows himself, she wouldn’t understand.
Simon still doesn’t quite understand how it happened either. He had never expected he could fall for someone without knowing what they look like, but the truth is, it happened.
Simon’s phone buzzes in his pocket – on the way to Rosh they’d started talking about a trailer of a shared favorite show that had just dropped, and the conversation hadn’t quite been over when he reached Rosh’s doorstep. Which is exactly why he had been writing the message about having dinner with a friend, to let him know that he wouldn’t be responding.
“Bullshit,” Rosh counters then. “You keep glancing at your phone every 5 seconds, and you haven’t stopped smiling like madman since the minute you got here. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this excited, not even when you told us you got Luna. So… who’s the man?”
Rosh stares at him, unblinkingly, still with that same eyebrow raised, and Simon crumbles. He takes a sip of his beer – he doesn’t drink often, but he likes to indulge once in a while and right now he could use the courage. Then he says, “You’re gonna make fun of me.”
That certainly gets their attention. He can almost see Ayub’s ears prick up as the other boy sits back and now looks up at him, the console completely forgotten.
This is a new fic I’ve been messing with, it’s silly and they’re both dumb and I love it.
“But you seem cool, though. What would you get if you were to get one?”
“Do I seem cool?”
Wille doesn’t know why the man says it with so much surprise, looking down at himself. Of course he seems cool, with his beautiful curls and his shining smile and the checkered purple shirt over his Stockholm’s women football team shirt.
Wille nods.
There’s an amused, albeit shy smile growing on the stranger’s lips. “I’m Simon,” he says, extending a hand.
Wille shakes it and marvels at how soft it is. “Wille.”
“Well, Wille.” Simon’s smiles turns bigger, an edge of craziness to it. Wille is enamoured. “Do you want to get a cool couple’s tattoo?”
This is from chapter 6 of should’ve said no (and you might still have me). I can’t give you more than this because it would be a major spoiler, but chapter 6 will be a bit more dramatic (in a very different way than thus far, though).
“Simon?”
Wille’s voice sounded strange through the speakers of Simon’s phone, raspy and lower than usual. Like he’d been crying, Simon realized.
A quick glance at his clock showed that it was just past midnight. For such a late hour, there seemed to be quite the commotion wherever Wille was, steps echoing in a hallway, a weird rustling noise, a low groaning. For one long, absurd second, Simon’s imagination ran wild. He had a vivid mental image of Wille, severely injured, stretched out on a gurney, being pushed through a never-ending hospital hallway to receive emergency surgery after he’d fallen from one of the horses, much like Erik had.
“Wille? What’s going on?“ An excruciating silence followed Simon’s inquiry. “Everything okay?”
"Simon, sorry, I –“ Wille broke off, voice dangerously thin and wobbly. “Can you come? I know it’s far for you, but I could really use –“
Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about one character trying to cheer another up.
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On the way to discard his tray, Henry found his attention drift over to his teammates again, this time finding Wille watching in fascination as an oblivious Simon was adding first lettuce, then tomatoes from the metal containers to the burger on his plate. It took the person in line behind Wille speaking up for him to snap out of his trance and move to start working on his own burger. Jesus Christ, the guy really didnโt know what subtlety was, did he?
Then again, now that he and Simon seemed to suddenly get along for whatever reason, Willeโs blatant pining might not have been the worst thing. It would certainly help the whole getting Simon laid thing. That was if Simon was going to actually acknowledge it, though. Henry had a feeling he wouldnโt do either of them the favor of making this that easy.
Chapter 2 of Henryโs POV is out now๐ I sure hope y'all like clueless idiots because thereโs somehow even more of them this time around as Simon (@skibasyndrome) can attest to ๐
Are there any good fic recs of Simon and Wille becoming a couple? (not getting back togehter) but meeting each other, getting to know each other and then falling in love :)
So yes, Henry was 99 percent sure that Wille had the hots for his roommate. What he wasnโt so sure about was why Simon seemed set on despising every single thing the poor guy did or said. All heโd gathered so far was that something mustโve gone down during room assignments. Something that, no matter how accommodating Wille was clearly trying to be during the group sessions that followed that first evening, Simon had apparently deemed unforgivable. Not that that stopped him from reliably staring almost as intensely as Wille during the few moments when he wasnโt watching Simon, albeit much more gloomily.
It was only during the night of the bonfire at the end of their first week, when Simon was grinning at Henry bathed in colorfully flashing party lights, asking, โYou do realize Iโm gay, right?โ, that the pieces fell into place in his mind. Granted, it took a bit longer than usual, which he was going to go ahead and chalk up to being more than a little drunk. But once heโd reached it, the conclusion seemed obvious as ever. Because of course, thatโs what this was. Simon had a bad case of good old denial.
I couldnโt quite let go of this universe yet, so I hereby present to you the five times Henry tries to be Simonโs wingman and the one time Simon repays the favor. Read for an outsiderโs pov on just how ob(li)vious our boys are while falling for each other. And to realize how maybe, Henry isnโt all that smart when it comes to his own love life ๐
Heaps of thanks to Simon (@skibasyndrome) for getting excited about the loreโข๏ธ with me ๐
