i didn't mean i'm hoping we'll get a 10 minute kissing montage, just that i'm hoping we'll get lots of happy wilmon in s3
I think we will get happy moments for sure. It's very much needed at this point and I feel like we need to see them be happy together for their relationship to deepen further.
Even if I also expect angst and drama I hope we get to see them being very carefree too. And that they get to comunicate more and support eachother.
I love how in fanfics we get to see our favorite characters fall in love with each other over and over again.
Wilhelm: “Wow. Can’t believe I’m going to burn the entire Swedish monarchy to the ground for this nerdy little choir boy I met six months ago.” Literally everyone else: “You don’t have t-” Wilhelm: “No, I’m gonna.”
Quietly losing my mind over the fact that Elon Musk has straight up orchestrated a coup of our executive branch and like....I don't even know what, if any, system we have in place to fix this. Like... He's just taken control of the money and locked out the actual appointed officials. What the fuck.
Look I love unconditional devotion love stories as much as the next person, but there's really something so deliciously raw about conditional devotion.
I have served you and I have loved you for decades, but I will not give up my principles for you. You cut out part of my heart and took it with you down that path that you insist on walking, but you walk it alone. Even when the bleeding, gaping hole you left in my chest kills me, I will not follow you.
I agree with one of your asks about the double standard of seeing August so many times having sex with Felice and Sara and not having a sex scene between Wilmon. Is that gay sex feels dirty or what's the deal here?!
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Chapter 9 of: Almost Is Never Enough is up now
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And then suddenly, shattering the quiet and hushed peace that lays over their vicinity Wille charges forward, brimming with a bright infectious joy as he spins a bit in the snow and looks back at Simon with the widest grin he's ever seen. Simon watches as he runs around a bit, feeling torn between wanting to join him and just enjoying the picture he makes running against the dark backdrop of snow flurries.
“Admit it, Simon!” He calls across the distance between them, waving at him. “Snow is amazing!”
Simon has to laugh, Wille looks so ridiculous in his sweatpants and the jacket he had hastily pulled on and boots that aren’t even laced up. He’s wearing a fluffy hat that is most definitely his sister Sara’s, purple with a fluffy pom pom at the top.
“Admit it!” Wille calls again and then he’s charging at him and Simon’s eyes widen, scrambling away and running in the opposite direction a wild laugh caught in his chest escapes him breathlessly when Wille runs squarely into him, arm around his waist nearly toppling them both to the ground.