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cyyfics · 7 months

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I LOVED your Simon headcannons!!! Could I request gender neutral reader giving Simon a Blowjob? I just generally imagine him all whiny and needy. Like he gets an involuntary erection and the reader helps him out <33

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Accidents Happen

Pairing: !Simon Petrikov x GN! reader

C! Warning(s): NSFW!, blowjobs, overstimulation, hair pulling, something else idk how to describe??? Like ur like idk, sort of spit/saliva kink, gagging, throat fucking sort of, sort of choking tbh

Synopsis: you and your best friend Simon were just lounging around on the couch on a hot summers day, who knew it would end like this?

Pronoun stuff: ur genitals aren’t mentioned like at all except for maybe one line and it’s pretty gender neutral

Note: ur the one being more dominant and harsh to him in this story, just letting u guys know Cus like ik some ppl don’t like top! readers ???

Also sorry for the Wattpad words 😨

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Your day started out like normal, you were simply lying in bed with your leg draped off the side lazily; that was until you got a knock on your door. Planning to stay lazy, you stayed in bed for a little longer not planning to get up. ‘If it’s really that important, they’ll find a way to get to me..’ you thought to yourself as you neglected the person at the door.

“Y/n!” You perked up as you heard your name being called, the sound of a familiar voice ringing through your head “shit, it’s Simon!” You scrambled to get up from your cozy bed to go help him at the door. Your footsteps were heard from outside the house at how fast you were running down the hallway, Simon stared at your front door with a bead of sweat upon his eyebrow as he heard you coming.

Finally, you had opened up the door for him. He was standing there with one of his arms sheepishly rubbing at his elbow, “Simon! What’re you doing here? Not that I mind, but I thought you would’ve texted first..” you crossed your arms and squinted at him. “I’m sorry, it’s just that I was in the area and thought about seeing you.” Simon apologised, the sentence actually sounding pretty sweet to you. “You’re drenched in sweat, did you run here or something?” You chuckled to yourself a little as you looked him up and down.

“No. Just walked. The heat is horrible out there.” Simon huffed and leaned against the wall, you cocked an eyebrow at him “You sure you’re not just exaggerating? I know your body temperature hasn’t been the same since ic-“ Simon cuts you off. He doesn’t wanna hear the name, doesn’t wanna remember any of that. “No. It really is hot out there. I saw a candy girl and she was literally melting!” Simon exclaimed.

You found it kinda cute, but not in a weird way, you told yourself. “You can sit in front of the fan if you want, just turn it on over there.” You pointed towards the fan that was set up in the corner of your living room “..Why do you have a fan out here?” Simon irked at you “..Because it gets hot in the living room? Duh.” You furrowed your eyebrows at him and gave a weird look. “..Right then.” Simon switched the fan on and immediately started to lay down on your couch.

“Oh, and now you’re just stealing my couch. How thoughtful.” You walked over to join him and found that he had left you little room to sit down, “Yes I am actually quite thoughtful- thank you for seeing that prince/ss” Simon chuckled to himself before moving a bit on the couch. “That’s still not leaving me a lot of room, Simon.” You deadpanned at him “Come lay on me then, I don’t mind.” He invited you over to him. It wouldn’t be weird, you told yourself, you and him had cuddled or laid with each other before, it’s what best friends do.

You hesitantly crawled up to him on the couch, resting your head on his shoulder awkwardly. “Isn’t this only gonna make you feel more hot?” You asked him “Probably.” Simon didn’t really care though since he had the fan turned on him. As you laid there on top of him, Simon moved one of his arms to wrap around you- to make sure you don’t suddenly fall off the couch or something, obviously..

The TV was switched on and before long the two of you were watching bad movies and junk. It was like any other day, that’s how it started. The two of you would always just be hanging out doing random things, sometimes it’d be things even like just standing in the same room together. You two just enjoyed each other’s presence. “Oh, this is a boring movie. I preferred the book much better.” Simon giggled into his hand, you couldn’t help smiling and giggling back at him.

Just as the two of you became engulfed in whatever garbage you were watching, you suddenly felt the air in the room go stagnant. Something was off, and you didn’t exactly know what yet. That was until you felt something ‘weird’ and ‘foreign’ pressing up against your lower back, you weren’t sure what it was at first but you got an idea when you moved your hips back a little and felt Simon tense up. You stayed still for a bit, seeing if he was going to say anything, possibly something like ‘Y/n don’t do that that’s my crotch’ or ‘I’m sorry that I’ve accidentally got a boner let’s just ignore it’

He said nothing, and neither did you. But you were ever so curious to find out if he would eventually say something, to confirm your theory you had to test it. You ground your hips back against his front, making the man involuntarily twitch for just a moment. You didn’t miss it, with the way his arm around you tensed up. “Something wrong?” You turned over your shoulder to ask him, looking up at his now slightly flustered face “N-No, why would something be wrong? Nothings wrong.” Simon stammered out.

“Oh, okay then.” You turn your head away to focus back on the TV but just as you do you feel his hand that was holding your side slightly grip you a little tighter, sending this tingling sensation down your body. You still didn’t dare say anything, wondering where this may be leading to. Simon pulled you a little closer to him, you were flush against him, he tried to do it slowly in hopes maybe you wouldn’t notice but you did. “Simon.” You spoke “Hm?” He tried to act as if he had no idea that you knew what he was doing.

“Why did you-“ he cuts you off “Why did I what?” You furrow your eyebrows at him “pull me closer.” You finish “I didn’t do that.” He lies to you, and yet his fingers grasp onto the fabric of your shirt to hold you a little tighter. You roll your eyes at him, simply deciding to mess with him now at this point. You shifted in your place a bit, your ass now rubbing right against his hard on. It’s a little more obvious now what you’re doing, and Simon ends up realising that just as he releases a soft moan.

The sound reaches your ears, making your cheeks flush. You weren’t expecting a moan, nor one this cute. You tease up a little, turning your head to look up at his face- which was already looking down at you with a slight annoyance. Yet, he had the most adorable flustered looking face you’d ever seen. “Y/n!” Simon exclaims “yeeeeesssss?” You draw it out, you weren’t worried about him being upset with you since you knew the man and that he wasn’t actually mad or upset. “Are you doing that on purpose?” He narrows his eyes at you “doing what?” You bat your eyelashes at him innocently.

“You know what.” Simon spits flusteredly, his cheeks a bright red colour. “Do I?” You turn your head back around, moving your hips against him again. “So you are!” Simon squeals in embarrassment “you are doing this on purpose!” Simon huffs “No clue what you’re talking about Simon.” You pretend to yawn “Right. So you aren’t rubbing your butt up against me on purpose?” Simon deadpanned at you “Where would you get such an idea?” You asked him trying not to laugh.

“From this.” He gently moves you off of him a little and shows you the growing erection showing through his pants, from what you could see he already looked pretty big actually. You looked down at him with widened eyes, licking your lips that had suddenly become dry, still trying to tell yourself that you only see this man as a friend. “Christ, Looks painful.” You swore under your breath, feeling suddenly sorry for this poor man.

“It is.” His cock was strained against his tightened pants, begging to be freed. “And you’re telling me, I did that?” Your tone switched up at the end there which told him that you weren’t innocent at all, not that he thought you were. “.. yes, I guess you did!” Simon turned his head away from you in annoyance. You didn’t say a word, only turning over to face him now. Your hand slowly slid down to find its way to his clothed erection, stroking him gently with your fingertips.

“Y-Y/n!” Simon gasped softly as you touched him, your hand brushing up against his aching cock. “Yeah? What’s up, Simon? What’s wrong?” You asked him ‘innocently’ even as your hand kept stroking at his clothed dick “you’re touching my-“ he gulped nervously. “This okay?” You cut him off to ask him “yes.” Simon replied a little quickly. Simon was panting under your touch now, trying to fight his urges as his hips slowly grind themselves up against your hand.

“Get it out for me, please.”

Simon didn’t hesitate as he started to undo his belt, pulling it off and throwing it to the floor. He then unbuttoned his pants, zipped them down, and tugged them down to his thighs. He then slid his underwear down enough to reveal his length “fuck..” you muttered out quietly as you eyed his erection in its full glory. He was actually surprisingly long, and he was curved. “What’re you gonn-“ Simon bit back his words as he felt you suddenly move your head down to kiss at his tip.

Simon loved it, he couldn’t lie. His eyes were watching you with such content and desire, he could watch you sit and kiss his cock all day. (Not really, if you did that he’d probably get super overstimulated and cum all over your lips and face.) You slowly parted your lips, letting your tongue drag along his slit before moving your head and licking a long line down his shaft. “A-ah..” Simon whined out as you started to lick at him, teasing him before you got to the main bit.

In all honesty Simon could’ve came right then and there, because just seeing you like that in a lewd state made his mind start reeling. Simon whined impatiently, covering his mouth with a hand, his hips jerking up against your touch. You took that as a sign and opened your mouth, wrapping your lips around him as you took him down your throat. There was a slight sting as you felt him take up the room down your throat, making it hard for you to breathe at all. You still tried your best though, moving your head up and down along his cock.

Simon couldn’t stop his greedy self, his hips grinding up against your face, one of his hands grabbing at your hair gently. He wasn’t pulling you or anything, only tangling his fingers in your hair as you sucked him dry. Your mouth was filling up with saliva as you took him down your throat, You don’t stop sucking him off though, instead letting a bit of saliva dribble down your chin. Simon was covered in your spit too, a bit of it starting to cover his thighs. It was a hot sight to see actually.

Simon moaned loudly, his hand that was tangled in your hair now grabbing it slightly tighter. You kept going, your tongue resting against the bottom of your mouth as he basically face fucked you. His hips were grinding against your face and his hand in your hair was slightly pushing you down against him too. It wasn’t long before he ended up cumming, hot bitter liquid pooling down your throat.

You had to swallow it, not sure you could even spit it up with the way it naturally sunk down your throat. Simon pulled out slowly, your tongue sticking out a little still covered in a bit of his cum. You put your tongue back into your mouth and swallowed it, the sight was a real pretty thing to see. Simon now felt a bit exhausted, panting as he laid back on the couch. You giggled at his cute mannerisms, before leaning back down and kissing at the head of his dick to overstimulate him.

It was just to tease him though, wanting to see more of his cute faces. Simon clenched his eyes and used a hand over his mouth to muffle a loud moan that had escaped him. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop.” You gave him mercy and sat up, allowing him to put himself away. “T-That felt really.. good” Simon admitted.

“I liked it too.”

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sickstuffsworld · 7 months

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Alright I’ll bite

Would you be willing to write something about Simon with a mommy kink I feel like he’d end up saying it on accident in the middle of having sex or something and die of embarrassment immediately afterwards💀

anon I love you so much. mommy kink havers rise up

I've decided to do this as hcs as well and if u want a fic then I'll write it out for you!♡

I definitely feel like it would be like when you're riding him. idk it'd take a drastic scenario to open simon up to pegging so riding it is

he's crying and you stop mid. thrust? and you're like "woah hey simon you alright?"

and he whines out "please don't stop mommy"

you're into it.

you immediately start up again fucking like three times as hard you are milking this man

but it hits him what he said

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he's like grabbing at your hips trying to get you to stop and being like "I didn't mean that!"

you cut it out because you know he's literally trying to get you to stop

and you're just staring at each other. dick still in you

"I'm fine with it you know, If you wanna call me mommy you can. I think it's kinda hot"

simon dies

NO JE DOESNT IM SORRUDBEIE

he kind of just looks to the side, face bright red and mumbles "please keep going"

but you ain't letting shit slide

you stare at him with an eyebrow raise letting him know what you need to get it going again

tears in his EYES he redoes it "please keep going...mommy" so you do what he asks

definitely you abuse the words "good boy" after that

occasionally throwing in "mommy's good boy" to make him like implode

mommy kink simon also has an orgasm control kink

"pl- please! please let me cum mommy-!"

literally won't cum unless you explicitly say he can like you can't even nod you HAVE to say he can cum

afterwards he's gonna need heavy after-care but also, some time alone since it was genuinely embarrassing and borderline humiliating for him

he wouldn't get into the mommy stuff every time you fuck

atleast not for a while, you'd have to give him space to get used to it

but he also doesn't mind when you go mommy mode non sexually. take care of this old geezer

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danyses · 6 months

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When the memories come back

Simón Petrikov x Reader

beer flavored kisses

when the kisses was scattered on your neck and his breath choked a distant groan.

it feels illegal, almost painful in your chest, the way he's touching your face, the way he's whimpering your name, touching the haven and going down to hell.

Don't care now about the dirty floor of the bar restroom, don't care about the ugly smell of candy and vomit, don't care how bad it feels, cause your body screams for him.

And maybe he's gonna be embarrassed when the sun wiped out the alcohol in his blood and the memories come back again as a storm without pain, when his mind goes clear.

But just for now , you're going to enjoy this, even after knowing he doesn't love you.

He only loves one woman.

And this woman isn't you.

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Requests are open, friends.

#adventure time #simon petrikov x reader #simon petrikov #simon petrikov x you #simon petrikov fluff #simon petrikov smut #fionna and cake

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crushmeeren · 5 months

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Fem Reader/Simon Petrikov — Fionna & Cake Version

Warnings; slight cursing, sometimes Simon struggles getting hard, blowjobs, vaginal sex, squirting, mention of masturbating

Note; I wrote this for my Simon girlies 😭—also I’m just unhinged, I needed to write this so badly okay. just please enjoy this brain food about sweet Simon and his struggles being older and getting hard. I really do hope this reaches the people searching for it. 🫶🏻

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When you started sleeping with Simon, you already knew that he was older than you, quite a bit older in fact. Not that it’s an issue—especially since you find older men unbearably attractive anyways. You think it may have to do with the fact that the age difference can be such a taboo subject, but you digress.

Let’s be honest, Simon is so, well—pretty, for lack of a better word. It never fails to drive you up the wall. So when you did start fucking—it was a pure fantasy come true moment for you.

It’s just—you’ve started to notice something intriguing. At first, it was just a fleeting thought. Now, you’ve realized that when you do get to be naked and tangled in Simon’s sheets—those times are often sporadic, spaced out, inconsistent.

Which is of course okay, you wouldn’t ever pressure him to do more than he wanted. You just —you can’t help but wish he wanted to have sex more often. Selfish, you know. But surprisingly enough—the old man has a damn filthy deep stroke! Hell, Simon’s the only one who’s ever made you cum enough to squirt.

All that being said, you do feel a little guilty, because you know your sexual appetite is sky high. You’ve been told so on more than one occasion and you’ve generally come to terms with it. You’re more than happy to take care of yourself when needed.

But after awhile of this mouth watering, mind numbing sex, you become aware that Simon seems to only want to roll around in the sheets with you once per meet up. Again, nothing wrong with that, but the seed of mild curiosity as to why he doesn’t want to do more has been planted in your mind.

The first time this new concept rattles around in your brain, it’s more of an absent thought. Really just a casual observation. It’s during one evening in which Simon’s able to direct you away from the train of thought that leads to a second round so easily it’s creepy.

You only remember later when you’ve gone back home, close to passing out for the night. Charming bastard.

Truthfully it only starts to consume and rot your brain after you start spending the night in his bed more often than not. Instead of going home like you were before. The heavy palm of realization smacks you across the cheek when you’re staying the night with Simon one night over the weekend.

You’re both lying comfortably in Simon’s bed. Soft blankets covering you up to your shoulders as you lay on your side, watching your pretty companion. He’s propped up by a couple pillows against the headboard, reading part of his book in the gentle glow of his bedside lamp.

The man looks relaxed. Salt & pepper hair starting to curl slightly at the ends due to previous activities causing him to sweat. His cheeks are still a barely there rosy pink. He’s also only in briefs at this point, chest bare. The sight causes desire to spark heavily in your belly once again & you can’t help your next moves.

Failing in an attempt to be sneaky, you stretch languidly, reaching over to gently rest a hand on his bare belly. The pads of your fingers moving to tickle the soft expanse of skin over his ribs, causing him to shiver.

You see Simon chew his bottom lip as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye. He’s white knuckling the edges of his book as you continue to teasingly trail your fingers over his sensitive flesh.

“Are you alright lovely?” Simon’s soft voice dances in your ears. He’s looking down at you directly now, absently adjusting his glasses. You answer with an affirmative hum, dragging your fingers up the middle of his sternum.

You swallow a breathy sigh as you notice his nipples get hard from your feathery touch. Simon looks like he can’t help the way his eyes flutter shut momentarily.

“M’alright Si, how about you?” You murmur, brushing a thumb over his perky nipple. Simon gasps softly at the touch, squirming and the lusty action causes your pussy to clench. The familiar delicious, low burn of arousal licking at your lower belly. Fuck, this wasn’t your intention, but now you want to ride Simon until he’s whimpering and drooling.

“I’m well sweetheart, but don’t you think it’s time to sleep?” He coos, letting his open book rest in his lap. He runs the backs of his knuckles over your cheek lovingly. It does not stop you from pouting.

“Siiiiii,” you whine, slightly confused, but pulling your hand back to your chest. He’s not wrong, it is late & you are tired. But now you’ve worked yourself up, the thought of sex very tantalizing.

“I know what you want silly girl, it’s late though. How about we try in the morning?” Simon soothes, setting his book and glasses on his bedside table. Effectively shutting down the possibility of a second round.

“Fine,” you huff, pushing out your lower lip at him. “But I definitely am jumping your bones in the morning.” Simon laughs, the sound overwhelmingly sweet, and turns off the bedside lamp.

“Deal sweetheart,” he breathes, lying on his side to face you. Pushing at your shoulder to turn you around so he can spoon you. You oblige, letting him pull you back into his chest, snuggling under the covers.

You feel Simon’s plush lips brush over your the nape of your neck in a kiss, bidding you goodnight. You let your entire back side press up against his front, getting comfortable, soaking up his body heat. As you drift off, you realize that Simon wasn’t even the least bit hard from your teasing.

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It’s early when you start to stir. You crack an eye open, able to make out vague shapes in Simon’s room. Rays from the rising sun starting to peak through the blinds, casting small shadows all around.

Simon’s arm flexes around your waist and you can feel the warmth of his slow, rhythmic breathing ghosting over the back of your neck. It makes a shiver rumble down your spine.

Your thoughts are jumbled at best, arm tingling under the pillow you’ve been resting your head on. Too warm, too cozy, you think. You’re covered completely with a fuzzy blanket, Simon’s toasty, naked chest radiates warmth through your shirt to your skin. It feels like you’re cocooned in a blanket just taken out of the dryer.

You’re falling prey to the cozy atmosphere, letting it lull you back to sleep when Simon’s hand slowly slips under your large T-shirt, smoothing over your hip before resting on your stomach.

It’s innocent at first, but then his nails start to scratch soothingly back & forth over your lower belly. Each pass he teases downwards. Getting closer & closer to the patch of curly hair that sits above your clit.

You’re unsure if he’s being intentional or not, but your brain has shaken off some of the groggy feeling at this point. The sensual sensation of Simon’s fingers give your pussy its own heartbeat. You rub your thighs together in frustration.

“Si,” you whisper, voice saturated with sleep. Simon only makes a soft, sleepy noise in return. His breathing hasn’t changed, you assume he’s still asleep. You wiggle in place, entire body flushing hotly underneath the blanket as his fingers continue to torture you.

Your stomach clenches involuntarily when he barely brushes the skin connected to the top of your curly patch of hair. Heat smolders low & sweet in your lower belly, you’re getting extremely turned on. Clit throbbing painfully.

Yet Simon doesn’t move his hand any lower. Almost as if it’s meant to be a comforting gesture instead of a sexual one. Briefly, the thought of pushing his hand lower occurs to you.

You desperately want the older man to play with your clit. For Simon to rub slow, sweet circles into your perky bud until your blood feels like it’s been replaced with a warm, syrupy heat. Except he’s not budging & you’re going to cry if you don’t get some relief.

“Simon,” you whine quietly, flipping around in his hold until your face to face. He doesn’t open his eyes yet, answering with a questioning hum, settling his warm palm on the flushed skin near your hip bone.

“You’re teasing me,” you breathe, rolling the man onto his back with a firm push to his shoulder. He goes easily with your touch. Instantly, you’re straddling his hips, blanket now pooling around his thighs. You’re wide awake as you take in Simon’s adorable, sleepy appearance. Dark hair splayed around his head.

“No, m’not,” Simon rasps, voice thick with sleep. His eyebrows are scrunched cutely, half lidded eyes staring up at you. The older man was clearly dead asleep.

“Yes you are,” you hiss playfully, leaning down to trail kisses up his neck and over his jaw. He sinks his nails into the tops of your thighs. A heady pulse of arousal shoots to your pussy as he grips you tightly.

“Nnngh! Sugar,” Simon whimpers, tilting his head. He sounds too sweet and you’re worried your pussy may be leaving sticky kisses on his pelvis from how wet you’re getting.

“You’re acting clueless, but I know it was on purpose, Si,” you murmur softly, pressing the words into his skin, lowering your mouth and sucking on the skin over his adams apple.

“I-oh gods, it wasn’t on purpose,” Simon chokes on a moan, arching his back slightly, base of his skull digging into the pillow.

“I don’t believe you,” you whisper in his ear, smoothing your hands up his chest & pinching at his perky nipples. Simon jerks violently underneath you, crying out. Your blood sings in response. You need his thick cock inside you now—or you might die.

You shift your hips backwards, fully intending on grinding your ass over his cock, but then Simon’s hands are gripping your waist frantically.

“Sugar—wait!” He gasps, trying to hold you still. You’re already grinding yourself down onto him as he speaks. Shocked, you feel that he’s, at best, only half hard. Stilling in his grip you glance back at his face. From what you can see, his cheeks are turning pink and he looks away from you shyly.

“You okay Si? Do you need me to stop?” You prod, feeling concerned you’ve done something he didn’t want. His gaze snaps back to your face, eyes wide. He shakes his head desperately.

“No! No, don’t stop lovely, I really am enjoying myself,” he pauses to worry his bottom lip, urging you closer to him with a soft squeeze to your hips. “You know that I’m quite older than you, right my dear?” Once both your hands are planted on the mattress by his head, Simon gingerly places his palm on your cheek to cradle it.

“I know Si,” you sigh happily, leaning into his touch.

“It’s a bit embarrassing, but…sometimes it’s a bit harder for me to get it up, even if I’m extremely turned on,” Simon admits, voice low & sultry. He rubs a thumb over your cheekbone. Your arousal burns with a vengeance.

“That’s not embarrassing baby, I..kind of think it’s hot I’ll have to do a bit more to get your cock hard,” you mumble, cheeks sweltering as you tilt your head to kiss his palm. Your belly warms, twisting harshly with arousal and shame.

Simon gasps softly in your mouth when you take it upon yourself to lean down, firmly kissing his velvety lips. He feels fucking amazing. You move together so smoothly, letting Simon swallow your sinful moans as his tongue pushes into your mouth.

Simon lets both his hands frame your neck, thumb pressing into the hollow of your throat. You whine as your tongues play together, Simon licking behind your teeth and suddenly you can’t take it anymore. You break apart slightly to breathe, chest heaving.

“M’gonna suck your cock Si,” you whisper breathily against his lips. Simon chokes on a breath. Determined, you start kissing down his chest. Pillowy soft lips brushing over his nipples before continuing downwards.

Simon squeaks from the attention to his nipples, fisting the sheets under him. You easily snake your way between his thighs, fingers hooked in the waistband of his briefs.

“Oh! A-are you sure my love?” Simon moans, feeling you kiss the sensitive skin directly above his waistband. You just hum, sliding his briefs down, purposely letting his half hard cock catch on the stretchy band. He sucks in air through his teeth as soon as his cock is free.

You almost drool over the way his cute dick slaps softly against his pelvis. Your pussy aches as you pull his underwear off all the way. Taking the chance, you also peel off the shirt you were wearing, tossing it to the floor. Simon flushes to his chest, staring at your tits.

“Your cock looks so cute like this Simon,” you croon, getting back onto your belly. The older man whines, titling his head down to watch you place chaste kisses on his shaft. The silky, warm skin feeling so good on your lips. You’re so turned on right now it almost pisses you off.

Making sure Simon’s cock stays straight the way you want, you nudge your thumb right up under the crown of his head—keeping his cock stretched slightly, pinned to his pelvis. Lazily, you place several kisses, letting his cock guide you down to his balls— where you lick the puckered skin of each one.

Simon yelps as you suck one in to your mouth, laving your tongue over it. The older man’s nails dig into the back of your skull, making your scalp tingle down to your neck.

“Please lovely, please, don’t tease,” Simon mewls, feeling you release his ball with a wet pop. His dick twitches a little under your thumb when you stare up at him with a wolfish grin. He’s a little harder now.

“So needy Si,” you tease, moving your hands to his thighs, swallowing down his entire semi hard cock in one go. Simon wails, hips jerking up as you teasingly pull your mouth back up his cock, sucking harshly.

You moan around him, starting a brain melting pace for him as you suck on his cock. Flicking your tongue over the head with each pass. Your eyes flutter shut, taking a second to appreciate the way he tastes.

Simon is panting harshly above you, whimpering and moaning. The delicious noises he’s letting out are making you want to squeeze your legs together for any type of relief.

Ignoring your own arousal for now, you keep up your pace for a couple minutes, feeling Simon writhing in your grip. He’s only a tad bit harder now but you don’t let that stop you. Your jaw aches, but you eagerly move a hand to his balls, kneading them between your fingers.

That..seems to do the trick. If only because the noise Simon produces sounds as if it was wrenched from his chest. You bob your head a few more times & suddenly he’s rock hard in your mouth. Cock hitting the back of your throat consistently as he rolls his hips to meet your movements.

Simon’s going insane—wiggling, whining like you’re torturing him. Back arching, trying to fuck your mouth. You would giggle if your mouth wasn’t full.

“Princess,” he gasps, pushing at your forehead. “Enough, please. I want to be inside you,” Simon moans, voice breaking at the end of his sentence. It’s like music to your ears and internally you pat yourself on the back for being able to get him hard.

Your lips pop off his cock with an obscene sound, watching it slap wetly against his lower belly. You could drool seeing how full and heavy his cock is. It glistens from your saliva. Pretty dick twitching under your gaze.

Urgently, you crawl out from between Simon’s legs flopping down on your stomach next to him. You turn your head to see his expression. His face is flushed, he turns his head to stare back at you, mouth open as he pants.

“Fuck me from behind Si, please??” You purr, desperately getting onto your knees and pushing your ass into the air. Letting your cheek squish on the mattress, the soft sheets warming underneath your skin. Simon groans as if he’s in pain. He vanishes in a flash, crawling around to get behind you.

You wait, knowing your pussy is drooling for him, clit swollen and throbbing—just wanting Simon to fuck the shit out of you.

“There’s no way I could say no sugar,” Simon croons. You almost could cry in relief, gripping the blanket below, fabric bunching in your fingers when Simon trails the pad of his thumb through your slick folds, thumb slippery where it circles your clit.

“Si don’t, please, I don’t need anything else—just fuck me,” you beg, wiggling your hips on his pelvis.

“Hush princess, you know I’ll give you what you want,” Simon teases. As he speaks, the tip of his cock parts your folds, slowly pushing his tip inside, stretching your pussy just the way you like—the anticipation of being filled is killing you.

A high pitched moan is ripped from your throat as he bottoms out in one smooth thrust. The pure pleasure of it rushes up your spine to your brain, pussy clenching around Simon as he carves out a space for his cock.

“Si, baby, you feel s’good,” you slur, nuzzling your face against the mattress. Nails dig into your fleshy hips as Simon moans lowly in his throat at your praise.

You’re absolutely not prepared for the immediate rough, fast pace that Simon sets. You howl his name as he starts yanking you back into his thrusts, pussy stretching to fit his cock repeatedly.

You’re in heaven, Simon’s actually fucking you. Usually he starts slower, building up to it—not this time. You’re absolutely loving it, having to muffle your near screams into the mattress as Simon perfectly hits your g-spot over and over. Each thrust sending waves of warm tingles shooting to the tips of your toes.

“Is—ah fuck, is this what you wanted sugar?” Simon grunts, unable to hold in his sweet moans.

“Yes! Fuck Simon!” You cry out, voice edging into a sob. He almost growls under his breath, the lewd sound of his pelvis smacking wetly against your ass, echoing through the room. Simon rests a dainty hand on your tailbone, guiding your ass back into his movements.

The sensual action forcing the familiar knot of an impending orgasm start to tighten up in your lower belly. Simon’s fucking you perfectly. You’re clawing at the sheets, pushing your ass back into his movements and it’s over.

Your heart is in your throat, pussy fluttering, and you don’t even have time to warn Simon before you’re cumming so hard your vision gets blurry. Entire body tensing up, warm waves of pleasure rushing through your limbs. No sounds escaping you as you’re worked through your orgasm relentlessly.

“Oh! Sugar, you’re cumming already? That’s such a good girl, give me another one, pretty please princess?” Simon breathes, asking sweetly. Completely opposite to the way he’s railing you. The man’s trying to rearrange your guts.

You nod against the mattress, chest sticky with sweat. Melting just a tad, your limbs become even more bendable as the overwhelming high of your orgasm fades to low buzzing pleasure. Simon sees the opportunity and takes it, pressing both hands into your lower back, forcing your spine into a deeper arch.

You inhale sharply. The new angle allowing Simon to press his cock even harsher against your sweet spot. He’s merciless and you know you’re re gonna squirt this time when you cum.

“Si, oh fuck, oh my god, m’gonna squirt!” Your lower belly tenses up, pleasure swirly hotly in your gut. There’s a pressure on your bladder intensifying to a sharp peak.

“Really? Oh sugar, I love it when you squirt, please do it for me,” Simon encourages eagerly, pressing harder on your sweat slick back.

“Simonnn,” you sob, dragging out the last syllable of his name. The older man gets his wish, because it only takes a handful of thrusts until you’re cumming again, toes curling so tight you think you may get a cramp. Hot liquid gushes from your pussy, showering the sheets below and decorating parts of Simon’s thighs.

“Princess, oh, oh my—,” Simon cuts off with a throaty groan, pushing his cock in all the way to the root, draping over your back as he starts to cum. You’re just starting to return to earth as you feel his cock twitch, filling you with sticky, warm cum.

You feel gooey, exhausted & overheated as Simon leans his weight on you. You push your knees out from under you so you both collapse to the mattress, letting out an oof as you land. Wincing, you feel the mess you made chilly against your thighs.

“Si, get off—you’re heavy,” you huff. Simon laughs, letting his soft cock slip out of you as he rolls off and onto his back. You stretch, sighing happily as the two of you lay in silence, soaking in the after sex glow for a few minutes. Simon’s voice cuts through the air.

“So, you really don’t mind about my, uh, issue,” he asks shyly, shifting to see your face. You gaze up at him adoringly, turning onto your side.

“I definitely don’t mind, I told you, I think it’s kind of hot. Makes me feel like I earned a reward,” you giggle, searching for his hand and lacing your fingers together.

“Mm, you’ll definitely have to spend the night more often. Maybe we could even consider becoming something…more than causal lovers,” Simon murmurs, squeezing your hand in return.

“I’d love that,” you whisper, chest blossoming with warmth. Simon grins sheepishly at you in return. Eventually, you two do get up, changing the sheets, before falling back asleep for the rest of the morning—looking forward to the sweet promise of the future.

#simon petrikov #fionna and cake fanfic #simon petrikov x reader #simon x reader #simon petricock #simon petrikov smut #simon smut #simon petrikov fionna and cake #simon petrikov x you #fionna and cake smut #simon petrikov headcanons #adventure time simon #fionna and cake

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garfunklefield · 7 months

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Sin so well

MINORS DNI

Simoncest bondage light degradation anal fingering rimming rough floor sex dubious consent chastity cage

Simon Petrikov was a world-renowned doctor, or … something along those lines. All of it was becoming hazy as the room started spinning. All he could remember was his faint career and seeing Fionna’s face, before it all went black.

Suddenly, he felt a cold presence linger on his skin. It bound his wrists and burned. The burning… it touched him in ways all over his body. In ways, he hadn’t been touched since the embrace of… No. Don’t think about it. A small warm feeling began to grow in his lower stomach, filling his legs and making him finally open his eyes.

Ice… Dungeon?

He gasped and instantly began to struggle against his restraints, which he realized were full body. Simon looked down and frowned at the realization he wasn’t just restrained, but nude. The ice had numbed his body, but the sensitive feeling was coming back. His hands were bound behind his back and his legs the same. Somehow, he was positioned upright in a way he was leaning against the back ice wall.

Simon shuddered and looked up, swallowing. If there was any god out there. They’d take him out of this, or at least make him orgasm while he was alone. He felt so ashamed, to be bound and throbbing. He knew it, without looking down that his cock was already hard. It pulsated against the ice chastity cage and made him stifle back a whimper.

But… Being ashamed made him harder. Secretly, deep down, he wanted someone to see. He wanted to be caught, to be yelled at. By, by that other Simon. It was silly and stupid, but he couldn’t help but admire him. The thought of his cold blue hands up against his chest made him finally exhale a shaky moan.

“Someone’s ‘warming’ up to their new life, eh?” Said the Winter King, opening a door from the far left. He was in his usual outfit, although there was something completely different about his demeanor. His eyes were… not to be crass, but cold. They lacked the empathy he had shown Simon just moments earlier.

New life? Was this his new life? As a slave? A sex… slave? The thought, he couldn’t contain himself and squirmed against the restraints again.

“No, I’m not,” he lied feebly, looking down at his pathetic body. It wasn’t much. Just the body of a man who had spent so many years in a deep depression. But now… he’d be worth something. To someone, really, really hot.

“Your,” the Winter King smirked, sauntering over to Simon and dropping on one knee, “Boner says otherwise.” It was then that he reached out and caressed him. Just Simon’s inner thigh. But it was enough for him to moan and turn away, flushing a deep red.

“I knew you’d like it. It’s,” he paused for a dramatically long minute, “Pathetic, really. You like this and you can’t admit it. So sad.”

Simon blinked a few times and slowly glanced back to the Winter King. It was as if he had taken a page from his diary, read it, and decided to act it out. Word for word. Betty never degraded him that way. Betty would never, she was too nice. But… Winter King? He seemed to get off of the mere fact he was suffering in the cold, shivering with anticipation.

“I’m going to fuck you, okay?” He said patronizingly, “And you’re going to take it. Every time I need to use you, okay? Every. Single. Time. Okay?” Winter King smiled at the end of his sentence and reached out, to pat Simon on the cheek. As if to say, ‘You’re never escaping.’ And he couldn’t help but admit he liked it, desperately.

Winter King then stood and pushed Simon to his stomach. He whimpered as his bare chest met with the frost-bitten ground. It pierced him and he bit his lip to stop the whine coming out. Fuck… The cold felt so good. It rubbed up against his nipples, making them more sensitive than he could imagine.

He felt himself get turned around until his face was facing the wall he was leaning against originally. Cold hands slid between Simon’s legs to move them slightly apart. Simon gasped at the sudden feeling on his asshole. A cold, and wet tongue, lightly traced circles around his opening.

His hands clawed at the restraints and he let out a low moan. It came deep from his gut and he couldn’t help but shiver. He had never felt a pleasure like this before. It was a sensitive spot, that had never been penetrated. Not even fondled with.

Winter King continued to lick small circles on Simon’s asshole, very delicately applying pressure every second or so. Then he pulled away, and Simon could hear a subtle sucking sound. Then he felt the tip of a finger massage around his hole.

“F..fuck..” Simon groaned, leaning his head down on the cold floor.

He felt the tip of the finger begin to push inside him. Inside him? Nothing had ever been inside of him before! A rush of panic filled him before a euphoric sense of pain flooded his senses. It was stinging and exhilarating and… he couldn’t get enough. Simon felt his walls widen and stretch, adjusting to the build of a finger.

Winter King’s cold and spit-lubed finger was finally in him fully, down to the second knuckle. He exhaled and looked up at the ceiling. Maybe having a finger inside him wouldn’t be that bad after- oh my glob he’s inserting another one.

Another lubed finger was pushed firmly inside Simon. He whimpered and buried his face into the cold ground. It did nothing more than make him wish he could crawl out of the restraints or bite down on something hard.

Winter King spread his fingers apart slowly, just to get Simon adjusted to it. He moaned, rolling his hips once uncontrollably.

“My, what a sub you are,” he mused, pressing his two fingers further in.

A shuddering feeling rushed through him. A wave of pleasure flowed through his asshole to his entire body. It left him shaking. It was… well it was his prostate. And damn was it sensitive. He gasped and bit down on his lip, praying the Winter King wouldn’t abuse it.

Winter King, smirked, it was evident from his next tone of voice, “Oh… you liked that?” He leaned forward, slapping his other hand on Simon’s ass and shoving his fingers further. They assaulted the spot and rubbed small vicious circles on it.

“W..wint…winter..mm…winter..k-k..king..” Simon whimpered through gritted teeth. His hands dug into the restraints, causing small little indentations in the ice.

Every time even a little bit of stimulation was pressed into his prostate, Simon felt himself becoming closer and closer to cumming. But.. he couldn’t. No. Winter King was being cruel with the aforementioned chastity cage, locked around Simon’s pathetic throbbing cock.

This cage prevented him from becoming fully erect, thus not being able to fully cum. He frowned at this sudden realization. No matter how much he wanted it, or how much he begged, he didn’t think he’d ever get it taken off.

Winter King pulled his two fingers out and made a loud sucking sound as if he had licked them from Simon’s asshole. The thought made him moan again. Just the thought. The thought of tasting so good to someone that they’d have him captive. To be theirs to use forever.

Without a warning, Simon could hear the unzipping of pants and a groan. He tried to look back but all he could see was Winter King, staring back at him. His eyes were full of… sadistic lust, as it was clear he was beginning to touch himself at the sight of Simon breaking in front of him.

He heard a low moan, watching blue hands touch a throbbing blue cock, leaking with precum already. He was so desperate. Desperate for Simon. His new sex slave. His sex slave. The slave he was willing to do whatever he wanted with. Forever.

Simon looked back at the ground and closed his eyes. He didn’t need to look at anything anymore, because he was already completely gone. Nothing was happening in his mind, aside from the one thought: orgasm. I must… orgasm.

A cold and wet force pressed against his hole. He soon realized it was Winter King, slowly forcing his cock inside of him. He moaned, loudly this time, swallowing harshly to stop more moans from escaping. He grinded his hips in the air as Winter King’s cock slowly filled him.

Simon then laid there, as a cock warmer, taking all of his length. Just the mere action of the King’s cock inside him was enough to make him so desperately want to cum. He was on the edge of it. But no… he couldn’t cum.

Instead of a whimper, a sob came tumbling out of him. He hadn’t even realized it, but tears were coming to his eyes. He gasped and moaned, trying to break out of the restraints. If he could just claw at the floor, grip onto something. But to be helpless? Simon had to admit it, it made him harder.

Winter King thrust into Simon once, then a second time. He cried out, the tears rolling down his face suddenly. He began at a steady pace, making sure his hands rested firmly on Simon’s hips, never letting go.

Simon was pleading with the air at that point, mumbling incoherent babbles that the Winter King didn’t bother to decode. He didn’t care. And they both knew it. It was a simple transaction of sex which none of them would tell anyone. It was their dirty little secret, and it only made it hotter.

Winter King wasn’t the one who was vocal in this entire exchange, no, it was Simon. Simon was the mess that was crumbling in front of him. And that’s what made him fully reach ecstasy. He thrust a few more times as a few loads shot into Simon’s aching hole.

It was cold, and it hit him in all the right spots. And that’s when it happened. The moment he reached his release, which he didn’t think was possible. His cock twitched and ached as a sudden rush of pure pain and pleasure formed at the tip of his caged penis.

Simon curled inwards and gasped, crying out in pain. It hurt. Oh my glob, it hurt. But… oh my… did it feel so good. He was panting at the feeling, the sensitive feeling of his penis as he rubbed against the metal bars of the cage. And he felt himself cum again. The cum splattered onto the ground beneath him, but he didn’t care.

His tongue hung out low, touching the cold floor. Winter King slowly pulled out, slapping Simon’s ass one more time for good measure.

“Ah. That was good,” he said cheerfully as if they didn’t just have kinky gay sex.

“Mm..fu..fuck..” That was all Simon could say back. His ass was not listening!!

That’s all he could remember before it went dark again. And he went back to servicing Winter King, the very next day. THE END MOTHERUFYUCKERS (I'm keeping this in)

#ao3 #fanfic #fandom #fionna & cake #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #winter king #the winter king #selfcest #winter king x simon #simoncest #smut #simon petrikov smut #winter king smut #selfcest smut #garfunklefield writing

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nkirukaj · 1 month

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I Want You, Simon-Chapters

Chapter 1 ⏐Chapter 2 ⏐Chapter 3⏐ Chapter 4⏐ Chapter 5 ⏐Chapter 6⏐Chapter 7⏐ Chapter 8⏐Chapter 9⏐ Chapter 10⏐ Chapter 11⏐ Chapter 12⏐ Chapter 13⏐ Chapter 14⏐ Chapter 15⏐ Chapter 16⏐ Chapter 17⏐ Chapter 18⏐ Chapter 19

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victoryverse · 3 months

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Continuous cream oozed out of your pussy, wetting his cock and balls as he thrust into you with reckless abandon. Simon Ghost Riley, the rugged and handsome soldier, had you pinned against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist as he devoured you with his lips and tongue.

'You like that, don't you baby?' he growled, his voice dripping with desire as he bit down on your neck. 'You love how my cock feels inside you.'

You moaned in response, your hands gripping his shoulders as he continued to pound into you. His hands were everywhere, roaming over your body, squeezing your breasts and teasing your sensitive nipples.

'I can't get enough of you,' he panted, his pace quickening as he felt your walls tighten around him. 'You're so fucking hot, Y/N.'

You could feel the heat building in your core, your body becoming slick with sweat as Simon took you to new heights of pleasure. He was relentless, his cock filling you up and hitting all the right spots.

'God, I'm close,' you whimpered, your nails digging into his back as he slammed into you harder.

'Me too,' he grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic. 'I want to feel you come around me, Y/N. I want to make you scream my name.'

And with one final thrust, you both reached your peak, your bodies shaking with ecstasy as you cried out in pure bliss. Simon's name fell from your lips like a mantra, and he held you close as you rode out your orgasm together.

As you both came down from your high, Simon peppered your face with kisses, murmuring sweet nothings in your ear.

'You're amazing, Y/N,' he whispered, his voice full of adoration. 'I could never get enough of you.'

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smuutboxx · 6 months

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I'm about to become your favorite writer, bitches.

I've been planning on creating a smut blog forever and not enough people make fics for dudes. Cisgender or Transgender, I don't care what you are if you want male reader shit this is your blog to follow. I'll be taking requests but just know that I'm super into ... - The Amazing Digital Circus - Welcome Home - Fiona and Cake - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared - One Piece (Live Action) I will obviously not write in female reader POVs or Gender Neutral stuff, I'm a dude so I'm just gonna stick to what I know. I am a Cisgender dude myself so I'll mainly stick to that genitalia when writing smut, if you're a trans guy wanting something that fits your genitalia -- I don't mind writing for that and I'll make sure to write it so I cause no distress. This blog is supposed to make people happy and pleased and that's what I want to give. In requests or commissions (when I do open them) specify what genitalia your male reader has, just so I know. I will write for male and female CHARACTERS, I'm bisexual so I fuck both holes I don't care B-) Also, I put specific characters I'd mainly write for in the tags. [Every character must be 18 years or older, obviously]. Okay thanks for reading, go ahead and request anything dirty. Just nothing illegal.

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vxnillsstuff · 7 months

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Hi! May I please request Fionna dating headcanons with a fem or gender neutral reader?

Dating Fionna Headcanons - Fionna (Fionna and Cake) x GN!Reader

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BACKSTORY (IN ORDER)

(This is like… in a universe where everything isn’t shitty? Like… how her universe was supposed to be.)

Fionna probably met you while on an adventure.

Her and Cake were fighting this big monster and we’re almost about to be defeated when you dropped in and saved them.

She thanked you and offered you to tag along with her and Cake. You happily accepted her offer.

You guys get along really well and throughout the months of adventuring around Ooo, you, Cake, and Fionna were like best friends.

One day, you guys were camping out in the woods since it was late and you guys didn’t want to travel back to the Treehouse.

You were sitting out by the fire that Fionna put together.

You could hear Fionna and Cake talking in the distance but you couldn’t decipher what they were saying.

Then, Fionna came over and sat next to you, warming her hands up on the fire.

She seemed… different. Almost anxious.

You turned towards her and raised an eyebrow.

She turned towards you as well and her face seemed… pink? Almost as if she was blushing… ^_−☆

You asked her what’s wrong and she immediately blurted out how she thinks she has a crush on you.

You pause, a surprise look on your face. You explained that you liked her as well and she seemed surprised.

You two talked about where you were in your relationship and what you guys were going to do now.

You two decided that you guys should just live with these feelings for a bit and see how things go.

About a month later, she asked you out!

She got you a bunch of flowers and made them into a bouquet with some twine. She gave them to you when she asked you.

WHAT ITS LIKE DATING HER (NO SPECIFIC ORDER UNLESS SPECIFIED)

She’s definitely cuddly and very clingy. She’s constantly holding onto you whether it’s the side of your sleeve or your hand.

She was very nervous to say “I love you” because she didn’t want to say it too early and mess anything up.

She was just very nervous in general but as you started to flirt more she loosened up.

She never had a whole lot of energy to clean so anytime you would come over, clean up and talk to her about how living junk isn’t super healthy. You didn’t mind in the end because you liked to help.

When it comes to fighting, you guys would just get into heated discussions but never like actual fights. It’s always over something silly and you guys always forgive each other after.

She is definitely a hoodie / clothing stealer. For example: “where’s my shirt?” you say. “It’s probably at my house somewhere.” Fionna responded, giggling.

You guys defiantly have a favorite thing. For example, you guys have a favorite song that you always listen to when together or a favorite snack you guys always get when hanging out. She’ll always be like, “(insert name here), ITS OUR THING!”

It’s definitely the little things when it comes to the relationship. Like, maybe you’ll set out her outfit or do her laundry. Maybe she’ll make you some breakfast, even if it doesn’t taste the best.

Double dates with Gary and Marshall are the funniest things EVER. Chaotic energy the whole time. (That’s a good fanfic idea… lmk if y’all wanna see that.)

She loves to make little doodles on paper and leave them on your fridge or at your desk. As well as little notes about how much she appreciates you and loves you.

Cake was definitely predicting your relationship. She’d always be like “maybe (insert name here) can help open that jar…” and yada yada.

When you stay the night at her house and the other way around, she always cuddles you and whispers little compliments in your ear. For example: “you’re so amazing…”, “I can’t believe your mine…”, and yada yada.

Dates are always something very simple other than going out with Marshall and Gary. For example, staying in watching movies, going out for drinks, etc. She isn’t too big on fancy stuff.

She’s very big on kisses. She likes kissing you basically everywhere but especially your neck.

STUBBORN. She is hella stubborn and will make a big deal out of everything single thing.

Note: I DID IT! Feel free to request more. 💙🌀

#adventure time #fiona and cake #fionna and cake #marshall lee #fanfics #fionna and marshall lee #fionna the human #Fionna x reader #fluff #cuties #help lol #simon petrikov #könig cod #winter king #smut

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ittorule34 · 6 months

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dw i also ate permafrost

Beautiful women named “ancient bacteria and viruses” are messaging me

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cyyfics · 7 months

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I saw your post and wanted to request general dating headcannons for Simon! (Including NSFW headcannons if you don't mind :D )

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Simon Dating Hc’s

Pairing: !Simon Petrikov X Reader

Warnings: !NSFW content at the end of SFW part

Note: thank you for sending me a request!!! much love to you <3

Double note: IM SORRY ITS SO LONG I GOT CARRIED AWAY SSKSKSJS

Pronoun stuff: MAINLY gender neutral but there might be some fem coded parts?? With the nsfw stuff there’s fem/gn parts at first and then a diff part for men ^^

And on a third yet different note, a nsfw note: I’m sorry I made simon such a slut!!!!! but also no I’m not hehe

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SFW

- when he first meets you he is stricken, immediately getting an interest to you.

- you were already a fan of Simon and his many books that you had read, kicking your feet in bed turning the pages wishing you could some day meet this man.

- that’s when you found out where he was teaching his lectures, and found out that it was actually pretty close to your home town..

- you tried not to dawn over him in person when you actually had finally saw him; taking a seat in the front row and staring at the man with wide eyes while you rested your chin on your left hand.

- you were amazed seeing the few artefacts on the screen in front of you, the lecture only adding to your fanlike obsession over him.

- when the two of you went on your first ‘date’, he couldn’t find himself taking his eyes off of you; your silly antics and your fascination of him couldn’t get him to pull his attention from you.

- he tried to hide his feelings for you for the longest time but when you had finally confessed your heart to him he couldn’t deny you, and so he poured his heart out to you and asked you to be his.

- he was ecstatic when you said yes, immediately taking your hands into his and grinning wide like some kind of mad man, it was sweet. It really was. When he took you into his arms you couldn’t help yourself and kissed him.

- he was shocked of course! he didn’t hate it at all though; he simply pulled you closer and kissed you back. When the two of you pulled away it was like there was stars in your eyes, a small electrical zap shot through you from your clothes rubbing up against his.

-Only confirming for the two of you that there very was much a spark between you two.

- when the two of you started dating after a little while, Simon often found himself spending much more time by you; he would just be chilling in the afternoon on your sofa or he would be beside you wherever you were.

- you’d have to initiate most physical things, kissing him on the cheek when he’s leaned over the kitchen stove making food or wrapping an arm around him on the couch. after a while though he would eventually start doing the same; pulling you close whenever you sat by him and hugging your waist every-time he walked by.

- the two of you were the sweetest couple, finding joy in the little things you two did; enjoying life when you two would be doing laundry together, and enjoying life a little more when you two would be reading and drinking tea besides each other.

- when you’re tired he likes to have you lay in his arms, so he can hold you and lull you to sleep. when he does that though he often finds himself dozing off too not long after, the presence of you making him feel so fuzzy so sleepy that he eventually just falls asleep too.

- he likes to kiss your lips so so much, he will do it every chance he can. wether it’s a passionate kiss or just a simple press of lips to lips, he just likes to kiss you. lounging around on the couch in the early mornings? kiss on the lips. working on the garden outside? kiss to the lips, while he’s bringing you a cup of lemonade to help with the hot sun.

- he finds himself doing many things for you without you ever asking him; it will be simple things too, sorting your laundry, changing your bins, cleaning your mirror, he just likes doing stuff for you. And you like doing the same for him occasionally when you’ll iron his clothes or make his bed.

- in the far future after he became ice king, and then became his old self again; you were there with him then too. Let’s say some sort of very magical and unexplainable essence was able to bring you back, maybe some sacrifices were made in doing that but he neither you cared.

- when he became traumatised you tried everything in yourself to help him, lulling him in your loving arms when he found it hard to sleep, comforting him when he had his many problems, talking him through it all and doing all you can.

- he became way more affectionate, scared that some day he’ll lose you again, he will always be by your side wherever you are. He will be clung onto your waist, his arms wrapped around you and pulling you closer to him.

- “s-simon!!!” you laugh and try to pry him away, not making an actual effort as he pulls you in closer. “i love you so much, more than words could ever know.”

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NSFW part starts now

- he initiates it a lot more than you do actually, surprising I know. he will offer to rub your back and then while doing so his hands will start to wander. or he will be sitting with you on the couch or the end of the bed and he will slowly trail his hand that was sitting comfortably on your knee up to your thigh.

- the first time you guys had sex it was very slow and loving, many verbal praises and many physical kisses were given. he found himself immediately becoming obsessed with the way you felt around him, knowing this definitely wouldn’t be the only time he took you like this.

- now though? he will not be as slow. loving? yes. but slow? no. he will have one of your legs over his shoulder as he’s roughly guiding his hips into you, hissing through his teeth as he tells you how much he loves you. he tells you how good he feels as he’s pushing inside.

- you love and live to fuck this man. each time he folds you over like a pretzel you find yourself seeing stars, every golb damn time. he won’t stop until you do. if you’re not all that sensitive it doesn’t matter to him, he doesn’t care how long it takes you to cum. he will be there between your legs in some way or another for hours if he has to. only exception is you ask to stop.

- he loves to finger you, because he likes seeing your eyelashes flutter when he pushes his fingers into you. he likes watching the way your hips squirm around, rolling against his hand greedily looking for that high in you.

- he doesn’t let you. why should he? he will use one hand to roughly grab your hip and keep you in place, his fingers making lewd sounds as the wetness between your thighs coated his hand. he will also be spewing filth into your ear as he does so “you’re taking my fingers so well, you’re doing so good for me my love.” kissing the side of your neck.

- he will fill you up. idc. you go onto birth control specifically so he CAN cum inside you. he’s just so enamoured with the way your pussy clenches and pulses with cum as he pulls out of you, beads of cum often dripping onto the towel below you. towel being put there after sheets were already ruined before hand by his cum.

- he loves your boobs. outside of sex he will still be there resting his head on your tiddies, trying to be inconspicuous as he tries to slowly burry his face in them. he’s not slick, you can see the way his head turns as he’s lying there.

- he will hold you in his lap some days while you’re just resting together or watching some kind of film on tv, and then suddenly one of his hands will snake up your side; his lips pressing against the side of your neck.

- “simon!” you giggle as his hand brushes against your side, pressing yourself back up against him as you know just how easy it is for him to ‘roused up. “y/n, y-you know what that does to me!” and yet he still lets you do it, rocking back up against your clothed hips as he suddenly loses all self respect.

MALE NSFW HC’s

(Some of the hc’s above were GN so this one will be a little shorter sorry! Also to the girls, there’s some down here that’s SORTA gn as well.)

- he loves your chest. idk why he just does, I think it’s the way your heart beats. it’s comforting to him. but he also loves the heat your body gives off, and he likes to rest his head on your chest.

- although. he also likes the way your chest moves when your breath stutters when he’s doing something filthy to you, maybe kissing your stomach, or kissing you between your thighs, he just loves it.

- i think he’d be a switch, some days he’d wanna be inside of you and some days he’d want you inside him; and on those days he would always be so eager to get down on his knees and take whatever you had to give him.

- when you’d be inside of him he’d just act like the sweetest little thing, whining on the mattress underneath you with one hand grabbing at the sheets. “m-more!” he’d be greedy too. “you want more, darling? I’ll give you more.” and you do. and when you do he just gives this amazing blissed out look, his cock twitching and leaking cum onto the bed beneath you.

- but when he’s in you? he’s like some kind of pervert honestly, the way he stares at your ass the whole time. and if he’s taking you in missionary or some kind of position where you’re facing him? his eyes will not leave your face, and he will take notice of every eye twitch and every halt in your breath as he brings you pleasure.

- bloody pervert I tell you. tell me right now that he wouldn’t purposefully rub up against you while you’re doing mundane things. tell me. that’s right, you can’t. he can barely even sit in your lap without thoughts of ‘should I move my hips back a little?’ and ‘I’m gonna shift around a little..’

- he will jerk you off, he loves it, he lives for it. he will pull you into a heated kiss as his hand is down below getting you off, stroking you up and down as he sticks his tongue into your mouth.

- he loves lapping up your cum, he will do slutty things to get to eat your cum. if you cum onto your stomach, he will lean down and lick it off while looking into your eyes. cum on his hand while he’s stroking you off? he’s making a desperate fool of himself and licking it off.

#fionna and cake smut #fionna and cake x reader smut #fionna and cake x reader #fionna and cake #simon petrikov smut #simon petrikov x reader smut #simon petrikov x reader #simon petrikov #adventure time smut #adventure time x reader smut #smut #ice king #ice king x reader #ice king smut #ice king x reader smut #headcanon #anon answered #anon request

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sickstuffsworld · 7 months

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hello peoples! I'm the anonymous author who wrote:

it's gotten a bit of love but since it took me like a week to write the og fic and my laptops gett8ng fixed, I've decided to get on tumblr! I don't just write borderline toxic relationships i do actually love to write fluff and love stories, so if you want any headcanons/fics with your ocs (or hell I'll even draw ur adventure time/fionna and cake oc for free I love that shit), hit me up!

#simon petrikov #simon petrikov x reader #adventure time x reader #simon petrikov x you #simon petrikov headcanons #simon petrikov smut #simon petrikov imagines #simon p #petrikov #simon petrikov fionna and cake #fionna and cake

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danyses · 6 months

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Words from the past, present tense

Simón Petrikov x Reader

This must be embarrassing for him, sliding another name on the intimacy, from the dark side of his brain, kicking your face, feeling your body paralyzed against him.

In other circumstances maybe you would jump off his lap, feeling terrible about a man panting the name of a past love, not yours.

Your heart feels empty, a little tired to be congruent, he still quiet under you, maybe waiting for a slap.

But you have nothing to lose.

No love letters, no beautiful promises, no morning kisses,

Anyway, that is enough for now.

"I-im sorry, I don't know wh-"

"Don't worry" You said, returning to grind his clothed boner.

"Huh?"

"Let me be she, just for today, let me be your Betty"

He should say no.

He said yes.

#fionna and cake #simon petrikov #simon petrikov x reader #adventure time #simon petrikov fluff #simon petrikov smut

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lovelywetdreamer · 6 months

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💜🌸~Sweet Simon~💜🌸

He never let you brings in the groceries

He listens to your problems

He plants a garden of your favorite flowers

He takes out dancing because he loves seeing you smiles

He prays for your dreams to come true

He punched your exes if he being disrespectful toward you

He takes you on adventures

He holds your hand in public because he wants everyone to know that this beautiful person is with him

Feed the penguins together

He massages your scalp while you read a book

He never get bored of you

Always love you even when he was the Ice King

💜😌~Slutty Simon~😌💜

Rubs ice on your clit while fingering you

Making you read while he eating you out

Leaves hickeys all over your breasts

Suckes on your needy breasts

Use remote control sex toy when guys are in the library

Will fuck you in the woods when you guys goes camping

Looks you in the eyes while fucking your throat

Love spanking your butts

Fingers you infront of your ex

Love kissing you when making loves

Love making eye contacts with you when you are cumming on his face

Will put ice in his mouth and shove it in your hole while he sucking and licking at your clit

Will fuck you rough for punishment or you asked for it

Love to gives you aftercare. Simon and you cuddle while watching the stars or watching a TV show.

#simon petrikov #simom Petrikov smut #simon x reader #female readers #smut #fluff #adventure time

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nkirukaj · 1 month

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House of OCs

Samira: Samira Adebayo is an "Adventure Time" OC from my fanfiction I Want You, Simon. She is a 42-year-old singer from Founder's Island whom Simon meets after the events of season 1 of "Fionna and Cake" which helps him understand what it means to truly move on and live your life. She is Simon's love interest as well

Voe: Voe is a "Hazbin Hotel" OC from my fanfiction The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe. She is the doe that the title is referring to. She is a 27-year-old deer demon who just arrived in Hell and doesn't believe that she belongs there, so she ends up checking into the hotel and finds out that Alastor is also a deer demon, and she finds him quite nice to tease.

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victoryverse · 4 months

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Virgin!Reader X Ghost?

Like its readers first time and he guides her through everything and uses his tongue to stretch her out?

Love your writing! Have a good day/night <3

Breaking In

simon riley x virgin!reader

words: 1k

18+, SMUT, oral (f receiving), p in v sex

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You nervously fidget with the hem of your shirt as Simon leads you into his bedroom. Your heart is racing with excitement and fear, knowing that tonight is the night you will finally lose your virginity to your boyfriend. The thought of being so intimate with Simon, of him being the first person to touch you in that way, sends shivers down your spine.

But as Simon starts to undress you, your nerves start to take over. You've never been with anyone before, and the idea of having sex is both thrilling and terrifying. Simon notices your hesitation and immediately stops, cupping your face in his hands.

'Hey,' he says softly, looking into your eyes. 'It's okay. I'm here with you, and I'll make sure you feel good. Just trust me, okay?'

You nod, feeling a bit more at ease with his comforting words. Simon has always been patient and understanding with you, and you know he would never do anything to hurt you. He starts to kiss you gently, his lips moving slowly against yours. As you both deepen the kiss, Simon's hands start to explore your body, making you moan into his mouth.

He helps you out of your clothes, and you feel a little self-conscious being completely naked in front of him. But Simon's hungry eyes and the way he runs his hands over your curves make you feel desired and beautiful. He then removes his own clothes, revealing his toned body and hardened length.

'God, you're so beautiful,' he says, his voice full of awe. 'I can't believe you're all mine.'

Simon lays you down on the bed and begins to kiss and nibble at your neck, making you squirm beneath him. He moves down to your breasts, sucking on your nipples and eliciting moans from you. You feel a new sensation between your legs, a tingling and aching that you've never felt before. Simon notices your arousal and grins, knowing he's the one causing it.

'Are you ready for more?' he asks, his voice low and husky.

You nod, your body trembling with anticipation. Simon spreads your legs and settles himself between them, his hot breath fanning over your sensitive skin. He starts to kiss and lick his way down your body, leaving a trail of heat and desire. When he reaches your core, he spreads your folds open and takes a long, slow lick from your entrance to your clit.

You gasp at the sudden pleasure, arching your back off the bed. Simon continues to lap at your folds, his tongue flicking and teasing your sensitive bundle of nerves. You moan and writhe beneath him, feeling a delicious pressure building in your lower stomach.

'Simon,' you whimper, feeling overwhelmed by the new sensations.

He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire. 'That's it, baby. Let go and enjoy it.'

With his encouragement, you let yourself give in to the pleasure, your body trembling and clenching as you reach your first orgasm. Simon doesn't stop, though. He continues to eat you out, prolonging your pleasure and making you come again and again until you're a moaning, quivering mess.

When he finally pulls away, you're panting and flushed, your body humming with satisfaction. But Simon isn't done with you yet. He sits up and spreads your legs wider, his fingers slipping inside your wet heat. He starts to pump them in and out of you, stretching you open and making you feel fuller than you ever have before.

'Fuck, you're so tight,' he groans, adding a third finger and scissoring them inside you.

You cry out at the sensation, feeling both pleasure and a slight discomfort. But Simon is quick to soothe you.

'Relax, baby,' he says, his voice soothing and gentle. 'I'll be careful.'

And he is. With his skilled fingers and encouraging words, he slowly stretches you open, preparing you for what's to come. When he deems you ready, he moves between your legs and lines himself up with your entrance. He looks at you one last time, seeking your permission and making sure you're okay.

You nod, your heart pounding in your chest. You trust Simon, and you want this. With a deep breath, he pushes into you, slowly but steadily filling you up. You gasp at the sensation, feeling a mix of pleasure and pain. Simon waits until you adjust to his size, peppering your face with kisses and whispering words of love and encouragement.

When he starts to move, it's slow and gentle, giving you time to get used to the feeling. But as your body starts to relax and the pain turns into pleasure, he picks up the pace, thrusting into you harder and faster. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer and meeting his thrusts with your own.

'Fuck, you feel so good,' Simon grunts, his hands gripping your hips as he pounds into you.

You moan and cry out, feeling a new kind of pleasure building inside you. It's different from what you felt earlier, more intense and consuming. You know you're close to your orgasm, and Simon can tell too.

'Come for me, baby,' he says, his voice strained with his own impending release.

With one final thrust, you fall over the edge, your body shaking and clenching around Simon as you come. He follows soon after, his hips stuttering as he spills inside you, both of you crying out each other's names.

As you both come down from your highs, Simon pulls out and lays next to you, pulling you into his arms. You're both sweaty and breathless, but you've never felt more connected and in love.

'Are you okay?' Simon asks, brushing your hair off your forehead.

You smile and nod, feeling a sense of contentment and fulfillment wash over you. 'That was amazing. Thank you.'

Simon smiles back, his eyes full of adoration. 'Anytime, baby. I love you.'

You snuggle closer to him, feeling completely at peace. Losing your virginity to Simon was everything you hoped it would be and more. You had trusted him with something so delicate, and he was careful and handled it with tenderness.

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tell me if you like it! requests are open!

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