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Drawing of Simons alien-creature-pet (She's really nice, he swears.)
Chapter 3: Fake it till you make it.
Simon knew they were rich, no one can afford a spacecraft like that without swimming in wealth. The crash site alone was as big as his hometown. It makes him feel all sorts of ways, none of them good.
His nose scrunches, "Fine, just waiting for this to be over." Simon leans his chin on top of his crossed arms.
The light twitch of Rosh's eyes, her telltale sign that Simon is talking bullshit, makes him brace for a harsh comment.
Just when she opens her mouth to fire away, a knock sounds from the door. Simon calls out in permission and Wilhelm shuffles into the room. The hand that is running at the side of his neck gets caught on some protruding gauze. He hisses, blows some air out of his mouth and only then notices the two other people in the room.
"Oh- I can come back later."
As Wilhelm moves to turn around Rosh and Ayub's heads jerk to the door. "Is that him?" Ayub stands on his toes, as if that would help. His hologram sizzles.
Simon sits up straighter, waves a hand at him in a 'come here' motion. "Stand next to me, you're not in their range of view."
Wille obliges and walks over to Simon, he waves a little awkwardly at Simon's friends. "Uh, hi?"
The upturned corners of his mouth vanish when Rosh snaps a "Hello." at him, and gives a very non-subtle disapproving glance up and down. Ayub just narrows his eyes.
An awkward silence settles over them, Ayub and Rosh have some non verbal interactions that include multiple hand gestures. What Simon manages to make out of it is something along the lines of 'Are you seeing what I'm seeing?' And a head shake that, arguably, looks a lot like 'What the fuck?'.
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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
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.
Help I totally forgot I made this one. So here it is!
This was my first ever animation, it’s really cool to see what I’ve improved on.
The quality is way lower than the original one, I’m assuming it’s too heavy for tumblr. But I can’t get it any clearer than this.
Thanks to @grapehyasynth my entire feed has been covered in birds (I am NOT complaining) so I drew Wilmon as birds!
Yes I zoned out and forgot I was supposed to make them look like Wille and Simon, yes I tried to redeem it by adding the glow sticks and little heart on Wille’s wing. My entire Pinterest is just bird references now.
"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!
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 :)
Hands down I think this might be my favorite one so far.
(yes I reused a few of my animations, fight me on it)
This is such a banger of a song tbh.
this one feels a lil silly, had lot of trouble with colours and was sleep deprived for half of it. Might remake it someday.
Still figuring out how tumblr works :)
Song: jungle - Emma Louise
Drawing for my new Space au :) Ao3 When Two Worlds Collide