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Find previous lists here: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 And weather fic lists here. Snapshot friend to lovers list here. I also have my own fics here.

Slowly, unexpectedly by @piebingo 2.8k words. Complete. Rating G. It starts slowly, unexpectedly. And it's slow, but it's not so unexpected when they do finally talk about it. Or, how Wille falls in love with Simon, and then watches his friend fall in love back.

You Pour And I'll Say by @phneltwrites 4k words. Complete. Rating E. Nils shrugs. “You’re a good starter boyfriend, Simon, but nothing lasts forever.” What a small man. Four years isn’t forever, but it’s clearly longer than Nils could ever imagine being wanted. It’s Simon’s turn to show him something. Simon shows the club that Wilhelm is definitively taken.

The Long Way Home by @iwouldnevergetintofanfic 56k words. Complete. Rating E. What Simon hopes to find on his summer road trip: Peace, quiet, lightness, a less stressed-out version of himself. What he finds instead: A stranger who seems even more desperate than Simon to get away from everything. (Honourable mention to Change My Mind and Look What You Made Me Do by the same author).

Moon go down (do it again) by @skibasyndrome 4.2k words. Complete. Rating T. “Do you like it here?” Simon likes the way he looks at him before he answers. He likes how one side of his mouth ticks upward. He’s not sure if he’s supposed to like it so much, the way Wille’s eyes roam the small dorm room and then land back on him. But he likes it. “Here?” Wille retorts with a smile. Or: Wille and Simon spend an evening sitting in Simon's dorm room. (Honourable mention to Wash me in the water by the same author).

Love in Your Pocket by @dreamyelectronicmusic 2k words. Complete. Rating T. Wille likes slipping his hands into the front pocket of Simon’s hoodie when he hugs him from behind. One day he finds something a little unexpected inside.

clair de lune by @sillyunicorn 100 words. Complete. Rating G. Simon only sees him when he's playing piano, like a shadow in the corner of his vision.

gillar gillar by @grapehyasynth 6.2k words. Complete. Rating M. He is a warm pressure along Wille's shoulder and hip, and Wille stops listening, doesn't mean to, finds what Simon is saying very interesting, but he is frozen, head tilted just slightly towards Simon's, wanting only to be this close to him forever. The fear of startling him away or doing something that crosses a line is still deep in him, after all the tense, yearning complications of their friendship over the years, despite what happened in Stockholm before Simon left. (Honourable mention to got you covered, under covers and taste the sunshine on your skin by the same author).

Breaking Beds by @hergrandplan 24k words. WIP. Rating E. Wille is mostly happy with his life – he has a home, a fiancée who loves him, and he has made peace with the fact that he will one day be king. It isn’t the life he’d have chosen for himself, but it’s the life he has nevertheless. And then he meets Simon – beautiful, bright-eyed Simon, who’s writing Wille’s biography, and in doing so, turns his world upside down. Wille finds himself feeling things he’s never felt before. But will he do what’s right? Or what his heart tells him to do?

Mine by @earlgrey-lateatnight 2.5k words. Complete. Rating E. Wille gets a new look. Simon responds favourably.

Safe and Sound by @in-amor-veritas 24k words. WIP. Rating M. Simon Eriksson. Victor of the 72nd Hunger Games. Wilhelm Crown. Son of the Capitol aristocracy. Their lives meet and intertwine against the backdrop of the games, the rebellion and the journey to freedom for them both.

Two Drowning Coals by @unfortunate17 51k words. WIP. Rating E. Wilhelm is the love of sixteen-year-old Simon's life. Until he's not. Then, half a decade later, they meet again in a university classroom.

When Two Worlds Collide by @zarogz 19k words. WIP. Rating M. When a simple business trip turns into a rescue mission, Wilhelm and Simon have to hunt down the cosmos to ensure the safety of their future. Also laser guns.

Hello!

This is a really interesting question. Yes, there are a couple that I'd probably put in this category.

I have something set in a fantasy world that is way, way, way out of my comfort zone. I'm still in the fairly early planning stages of that one and am trying to psych myself up to do some world-building (my favourite thing about writing fanfiction is that the world is already built 🫠).

I also have one that delves pretty deeply into grief and... it's not a thriller as such, but some unpleasant things happen in it. I've written a lot of this one, and I'm really enjoying the process. I know it won't be for everyone, but I'm hoping I don't do it a disservice. It's a bit nerve-wracking.

There's another than I've just started that set in a post-apocalyptic future. I'm really (really!) excited about that one, but, again, it's a very new thing for me and I don't know how well it will work.

Ooh! And there's also one where I'm testing out how much I hate writing more explicit smut 😂 That's also very new for me. And uncomfortable 🥴

Selfish

Wille contemplates the reasons he's refused to meet Simon, and decides there's no harm in going to listen to the book reading. No harm at all...

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A missing scene from during chapter 8 of Your Words Next To Mine from Wille's POV.

That's a really interesting question! And yes. There are a couple of things.

This is one I started writing years ago. I wrote it as a canon divergence from the end of s1. And I didn't have any grand plot ideas or anything, I was just playing around with writing them arguing. And I wondered how they'd both react if the first time Simon said he loved Wille wasn't in a quiet, calm moment like in canon.

I didn't write the actual argument, just the aftermath. I like to think they weren't arguing about anything really serious. But maybe they were and this was a more tense moment. I don't know 🫠

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“Of course I fucking love you!” Simon yelled. His chest was heaving up and down with the force of his exclamation. Wille saw the moment Simon realised what he’d said in the slight shake of his head, eyes wide.

Wilhelm was frozen in place. The space between them that had provided a well needed buffer as they’d argued now felt like a million miles. Wille wanted to run to him, pull him into his chest, kiss him into oblivion. But he knew he shouldn’t. He knew that Simon hadn’t meant to fling the words at him in anger. 

Wilhelm swallowed. “You—?”

Simon groaned loudly and threw his head back. But the fight had almost completely gone out of him. “Wille, can we just—” He sighed loudly, bringing his head back and levelling Wilhelm with a look. “I’m really annoyed with you still.”

Wille allowed himself a small smile. “I know.”

“And we’re really not done talking about this.”

Impressive or concerning? 🫠

I have absolutely nothing post-s3. My post-canon fics tend to come to me in a blaze, I write them down, then I post them, then they're done. I don't have any big, exciting ideas of things I want to write about post-canon at the moment. Probably because the fic I just finished posting was a massive dive into a post-canon scenario.

I also don't have much Erik. I have one fic that is very Erik-centric BUT... he, uhm, isn't alive in it 🙃

He is alive in one of my WIPs, though! I started writing this literal years ago and lost some steam (see: another shiny idea came to me and this one got dropped). This is one that I assume I'll come back to because I have several thousand word written and most of it plotted. But until then, here is a scene with Erik in all his annoying-older-brother glory.

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Yanking open the door to his bedroom, he stopped short. Erik was lounging on his bed, looking, for all intents and purposes, like he belonged there.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Wilhelm snapped.

“Good afternoon to you too, dear Wilhelm.” Erik unfolded himself and stood up from the bed.

'Fics' is probably me being a bit generous. Very generous actually. They're mostly just ideas. My system is just to open a word doc as soon as I think of something and then chuck everything in there.

And 'going' is also generous. They sit there and marinade for a while (some of them literally years) and then usually one or two grab me a little and I write more. Those are the ones that are most likely to get finished. The word count in them ranges from 0 to a few thousand words.

Perhaps it helps that my ideas rarely come to me as plots and almost always just as individual scenes that I build a story around. So I often write that scene down and then it doesn't go anywhere (because it doesn't have anywhere *to* go). So a lot of them don't feel abandoned because I've written all I have for them right now.

There are a handful that I've got fully plotted, and I would be upset to not get to finish those. But the way I approach writing is literally just as something I do when I have a chance. So I tend to not have lots of grand ambitions for it. (Mostly to avoid disappointment in myself).

...because I've been working on my gift exchange fic. But, if anyone's interested, I do have over 81k words written across 33 Wilmon fics (plus one Edmar) in various stages of completion. I don't really know what I'm saying except... if anyone wants a snippet of something, then you're welcome to ask (send me a number, or a genre, or a trope, or... anything you're after). I'm always willing to witter on about stuff I've been writing, even if I've not looked at it in a while.