Flower Power Friday Sunday!

Really wish we could’ve seen more moments like this in S3 🥲🤚🏻.

Originally wanted to post this on Wilmon day, but then I very much forgot I was working on it.

I figured I should probably organise my page a bit so here we go!

Hya! I make Animations and drawings (mainly of young royals) and lately I've tried my hand at writing :D.

My YR Animations sorted by song:

Arcade - Duncan Laurence

The Good, The Bad And The Ugly - Ennio Morricone

Glory - Friday pilots club

Jungle - Emma Louise

Bourgeoisieses - Conan Gray

The Most Beautiful Boy - The Irrepressibles

Drawings:

For my own fic When Two Worlds Collide

Wilmon as birds

The scene where Wille picks Simon up

Fics:

Wrestle Your Love Out Of My Heart:

-After a short road trip, Wille and Simon settle down in Bjärstad. Wille is in the midst of meeting Simon's extended family when a certain someone shows up, uninvited. Finished.

When Two Worlds Collide:

-Sci-fi and outer space. Ongoing.

Where Soul Meets Heart:

After a Errikson's family game night Wille and Simon talk. Finished.

As Darkness Falls:

-Simon gets in a fight, Wille is left to pick up the pieces. Finished.

The Road we take:

-As Wille and Simon's second year at Hillershka starts, they learn how to live outside of the spotlight. Some Freshman girls get a little too comfortable. Finished.

I think that's about it. I'm always in for a chat about whatever, don't hesitate to reach out :).

Meeting the Erikssons

Another little roundup of YR observations, this time focusing on the main non-royal family and what we learn about them that's shown, not said.

Let's start with Simon and Sara on the bus.

Even this tiny little snip tells us so much. They're taking goofy selfies where they both look stupid, compared to the shots we see Felice later posting, which are all carefully posed and curated to present the most ideal version of herself and her life, to the point of untruth. These two are presenting their authentic selves, and they're unafraid to hide their affection for one another. Following on from their earlier dialogue we understand that they're used to relying on each other and to some extent feeling separate to the rest of the world.

Rosh and Ayub give us another important insight into Simon (and themselves) which becomes important later when August keeps warning Wilhelm that Simon, and non-elites in general, will want to get close to him, to use their proximity to get attention and favours. But Simon and his friends genuinely do not give a crap about Wilhelm at all (at this stage anyway). They're not even interested. They poke fun at the GIF of the fight and ask with mild curiosity if he's the loser they think he is, but that's it. Like August, they see Wilhelm as inhabiting a different world to themselves, but it's not one they aspire to or want to know about. Unlike someone else present...

The dinner scene, like the palace press conference scene, sets the tone for how this family lives and relates to each other and the world. The room is small, but there are lots of large windows which let in natural light and also show these people aren't hiding. The room is dark but there are a number of lights switched on - at least three small lamps as well as the big light over the table - which gives a warm glow. There are plants all over the place, not sedate formal flower arrangements but green houseplants spilling their tendrils down the walls. There are what appear to be postcards or just small pictures on the walls haphazardly. It's a warm place filled with growth and life.

Ayub is staying for dinner; he's helping lay the table, which indicates he's a familiar face here, more family than guest. However Sara has to teach him the "correct" way to do it, which shows us that Ayub's own family don't do the formal dinner thing and also implies that Sara has only recently started being so specific about dinner etiquette.

And they're informal enough as a family that Simon can swear in front of both his mother and their guest. (Also, continuity error: there's already spaghetti in the bowls when Simon brings the pan in, but in the next shot they're empty).

Sara complains about the way Simon chews, and asks her mother to sit up straight in a reversal of the traditional mother-teen daughter dynamic, to the point where Linda even rolls her eyes a little.

While the boys snicker by Sara's new poshness, it shows us again how casual the Erikssons are that Sara can talk money, and Linda can reprimand her, in front of Ayub.

Sara scorns the 'diverse' crowd at her old school, but she kind of has a point - IF you define 'amounting to something' as economic success and can overlook her bluntness. Later when Simon tells Ayub and Rosh that he doesn't want to stay in Bjärstad all his life, things get a little awkward. Rosh and Ayub seem to be happy to stay there. Both Eriksson siblings aren't, but they have very different attitudes about where they want to be and how they want to get there. Simon wants to stand out with his talent and good grades; Sara wants to blend in by taking on as many signifiers of the elite world as she can.

A few other things that struck me rewatching this:

Sara is the only one using both a fork and spoon to twirl her spaghetti. Everyone else is just eating straight from the fork.

Simon asks his mother how her day was, showing a little of the 'man of the house' role that later becomes more obvious

Sara isn't incorrect. The cheaper items do wear out quicker. it's the Sam Vimes Boots Theory.

And we still have one more Eriksson to meet.

This scene is heartbreaking. And Micke's surroundings again tell us about him and his circumstances. It's noisy in his building. There are multiple locks on the door - he doesn't feel safe, probably because it's a high crime area.

From the way Simon glances around, it could be the first time he's actually been in this apartment. The couch is disheveled with a messy blanket - Micke sleeps there. There's a framed picture leaning against the wall, implying Micke either hasn't finished sorting his place out or doesn't have the room for all his stuff. Also, THERE IS A LITTLE BASKET OF SATSUMAS - did Simon pick up the taste for them from his dad?

(Another little thing that links the two of them - they both have artwork depicting faraway cities on their walls. Simon has a London poster, his dad has New York.)

Piles of mail, the TV remote, cigarettes and lighter and Micke even has the gas gun from the stove in here. Is that because he's sometimes too uncoordinated to flick the lighter cleanly, I wonder.

There are plants here too, but they're not doing well. They're straggly, not thriving. The apartment's disorder is of course reflected in Micke himself, unshaven, bloodshot eyes and crumpled grubby clothes. You can almost smell him.

The way they hug is uncoordinated. Micke desperately wants the contact with his child, but neither of them is used to it, they don't know how to fit together.

This was the first scene that made me marvel that that this was Omar's first acting job. Heartbreaking.

i wish you guys could read the amazing fic i haven't written and probably will never write, it's fire

favorite office moments

Started rewatching and realised I’ve never drawn this image before, simply unacceptable 💜

Also enjoy the close up because I like how their faces turned out.

Why is it so hard to write characters in character, every time I write a line I'm like, "would they say it like that? Wait, would they even say that at all?"

I'm going to fish my brain out Egyptian style and study it someday.

"What? Who-" The hand returns, Wille tries to pull his head away, the only thing he accomplishes with that is a stabbing paint that shoots through his skull.

"I'm Simon."  

Kind eyes meet his own, the boy- no. Simon, is wearing a graphic t-shirt that hangs loose around his shoulders. His mouth is turned into a careful smile. Small silver earrings dangle in his ears and his curly hair is pinned up by a hair clip. One loose strand with two purple beads dangles next to his face.  

"huh?"  

Simon's smile turns into a grimace, "And of course your head hurts, I wasn't even sure if you were going to wake up." He picks up a machine from next to Wille's knees. "Now, keep your eyes open so I can scan them." A strong tan arm moves to his face.  

His body can't seem to connect to his brain, because it doesn't move an inch while the machine gives off several bleeps and then blasts some kind of blue light straight into his irises. Is it physically possible to feel light bounce from your eyes into your brain? Because Wille definitely feels like he can.  

It's over before he knows it, or maybe his furious blinking makes the scanning stop.   

He lets out a groan and slowly pushes himself up, his biceps spasm and make him slump slightly forward. When he looks up, Simon's expression is cold. His eyes have turned to stone from where they are staring at the device, then they snap to Wille.  

"You- what are you doing here?"  

Chapter to of Ao3 When Two Worlds Collide is out :D!

I'm glueing my hands to my keyboard and by god will I finish this chapter today

The smile that has worked its way on Simon's face drops the second he spots a familiar figure hovering on the curb in front of their house. All the chatter around him drowns out as he locks eyes with his dad. 

Every fiber in his body stands on alert, surely Micke will get the hint that this is not the moment to hop by for whatever reason he deems necessary.  

He doesn't.  

His dad's face lights up a tad, and Simon hopes with everything that he has that Micke is sober. That there are no faint traces of cigarette ash on his sleeve, that his eyes aren't bloodshot, that he smells of sandalwood and tangerines instead of the sour odor of alcohol and sweat. 

or:

After a short road trip, Wille and Simon settle down in Bjärstad. Wille is in the midst of meeting Simon's extended family when a certain someone shows up, uninvited.

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Post S3 oneshot of how Wille meets Micke! Read on ao3 - Wrestle Your Love Out Of My Heart