My Contribution To The Wilmon Clinginess Discourse Is That I Think Wille Is More Of A General -but Less

He had the spirit :,)

Young Royals loved it's parallels and the two sets of friends represented different aspects and paths of the class system depicted in the show.

Another post stuck in drafts that will never be. The gist was that Vincent and Fredreka represent traditionalist values and the status quo. Nils and Stella, while hiding their true selves and willing to walk on the wild side (Verbier, flirting with Rosh), they still ultimately support a system that may not support them and do not want to disrupt it. August and Felice, the seemingly perfect leaders of the system who are hiding secrets/trauma and betray the status quo but with very different motivations.

And then there's Madison: Part of the system and can understand it but doesn't fully speak the language and isn't directly tied to it and thus can comment on it.

And then something about how the girls being less extreme examples could be seen as perpetuating a problematic stereotype or a commentary about that stereotype

me as a writer

I find the auction scene during the sit in very interesting

On the surface it’s a great bit of tension breaking comedy, but really it’s an excellent example the show’s class commentary.

Simon is disgusted by the whole thing, not because he doesn’t want the rules lifted but because it’s a bunch of privileged snobs role-playing oppression.

The auction proves this.

Instead of behaving like a true unified protest force and sharing the small amount of food and drink equally so that everyone has something. Or prioritising the people with more need - like diabetics for example, they instead set up an auction.

Because in their lives resources are not shared, resources are a product that goes to the person willing to spend the most money.

It’s also interesting that the auction signals the point at which the sit in stops being teens role playing oppression and starts being the Hillerska teens indulging in the peer pressure and underlying threat of sexual violence that has always been there

Wilhelm might be clueless about social norms sometimes, sure, but he's always tried to make others feel included. Maybe it's partly because he's supposed to know how to with being a prince, or maybe it's because being a prince makes him feel non-included, but he tries.

It's through soft sentences, spoken with a laugh or distant interest, so they don't bring attention to himself or the situation itself, but he subtly tries to include people. We see him doing it the first time really in Season 1, at Parents' Day lunch, where he reassures Linda saying she doesn't know anyone with a simple sentence along the lines of "Well now you do." Right after that, he reassure Felice, when she's feeling clearly insecure, telling her he thinks she's perfect, not taking in account the next move of the girl (because he was clueless about the fact that Felice had a crush for him, yes, but also it's just considerate). Then way later, in Season 3, when they're joined by Rosh&Ayub&co at their camping trip, they're talking about the summer holidays. He knows how rare it is for Simon etc. to go travel around, since Simon has lectured him about his privileges over and over again when Wilhelm didn't take them into consideration. He senses Rosh's uneasiness about the fact that she said she was going to work that summer and that the Hillis directly went on with 'You've never been to the US?' and brag after brag over their fancy, all-inclusive holidays around the world as if money was a given. He sees it, and means well when he says he's also going to work that summer. Simon fairly tells him later that it's nowhere near what Rosh is doing, but at that moment it was clear to me that Wilhelm was just, albeit very cluelessly, trying to make Rosh feel included.

There's a few other moments like that scattered through the show, and I wish people took notice of it more, because it is such an important quirk of Wilhelm's personality. (Cluelessly considerate.) Of course it's an issue in some way, because he doesn't realize some very important details that make the situations so different, but he tries.

Had to jump on this trend too

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 :).

Shared Joy

Traditional art, charcoal pencil on paper

Wille's arms shake as he pushes himself up, with horror he notices how his legs won't work with him. Instead, they drag behind as he presses forward. At this point he knows he has minutes, if not seconds to act. Adrenaline wearing out quick.  

Is this how he dies? After some petty argument with his brother, laying down in the remaining ashes of his family's expectations. Will his mother mourn? Can his father cry? 

Black spots fill his vision again, the grime that digs into the flesh of his shoulder stings when it meets the ground. Heat licks at his skin, either from the blazing fire or the bright suns that slice into his eyes.  

The muscles in his neck give out, making his head lull to the side. Time slips from his mind, becomes elastic as the smoke starts to settle. 

He's so tired, maybe he should just take a nap.

Yeah.  

Lil snipped from chapter 2 of When Two Worlds Collide :)

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.