#simon petrikov headcanons

[experimentfae]

Simon Petrikov as you’re boyfriend headcanons

You and Simon officially meet when you were in the 20th Century Museum, he was teaching a girl about the time period.

You guys would have started out as friends but slowly started having feeling for each other.

He was actually the one who confessed first which surprised you since he didn’t seem like the type.

For you’re guys first date you both went to a drive in movie theaters, of course it’s was a romcom.

After couple of dates you two became inseparable and a official couple.

But you and especially simon wanted to take it very slow.

He always did nice things for you such as getting flowers, making you sweets with the help of princess bubblegum, taking you on some of his adventures and more.

When suddenly on one of the adventures you saw a bunch of snacks coming from these brown rocks and you decided to run super fast to avoid while laughing.

You looked back to see that Simon did the same he did but look like he was about to cry so you asked him.

He told you the truth about his past and about his late fiancé Betty.

You reminded him of Betty at that moment.

This made you finally understand why he wanted to take things slow and making sure, whatever decision you wanted he would do as well.

Of course you reminded him his choices matter too and we should do them once in a while as well.

You helped him slowly move on from Betty even though you know he will always care and have love for her and you accepted that.

He’s also told you as his time as Ice king which you could tell he hated to mention it but all you but old him the “past is the past no matter what I’ll always love you.” You has know idea how much relief that brought him.

He first kissed you when you guys where making dinner together which made you eyes go wide but immediately kissed back.

He also told you about his crazy multiverse adventure with fionna and cake.

You were shocked to learn that they were real people also found it cool that’s there’s different universes.

The relationship got really serious so he wanted you to officially meet Marceline, he did talk about her a lot so you were excited hoping she liked you.

You meet Marceline and you two instantly got along which made Simon happier and truly know that you are the one.

Marceline even told you that he talks about you Constantly.

This made his face turn red making you blush with a chuckle and kiss his cheek making him even more red if that’s possible.

He secretly asked Marceline for help to make a song for you

You loved the song it was very romantic.

Overall Simon and you’re relationship is very healthy and very romantic, of course some little bumps might come but you two always work it out.

you two are FR couple goals.

<- Back to MasterList or back to Fionna and Cake/adventure time

[sickstuffsworld]

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

[tally-mshall]

Have some simon headcanons~

Simon has shockingly warm hands.

He prefers to cuddle, than be cuddled. He needs the security..

But in complete contrast, his entire body IS COLD AS F U C K.

Kisses the back of your hand, my man is a classic loverboy, what can i say?

Kiss this mans forehead and hes already down on one knee-

If you ever do anything that reminds him of betty, he feels a bit torn up.

He enjoys listening to the Minecraft OST.

SINGS WHILE HE COOKS I DONT MAKE THE RULES-

He wants a cat!

he unironically wags his finger at you.

watch him closely when hes around ice.

he watches over you when you use sharp objects, my boy is nervous

He really likes watching The Princess Bride.

never EVER show this man ANY bit of MCYT. He WILL get hyperfixated.

He chews his nails.

loves reading to you. I beg of you. Let him read to you.

He has a photo of you in his wallet

he hums some of marcelines songs to himself

never show this man a ruby.

he LOVES butterflies.

(A/N: Might make more????)

[crushmeeren]

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. 🫶🏻

••••

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.

••••

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.

[chronicbeans]

Random Simon headcanon: He, in a sort dark irony, has Raynaud's Syndrome (aka Raynaud's Phenomenon). In the most basic terms for those who don't know what it is, it's when small arteries that supply blood to the skin constrict during certain circumstances (usually in response to cold), cutting off the supply temporarily. It usually causes the skin of your fingers and toes (the areas most likely to be affected with Raynaud's) to turn white when cut off, before turning blue when there's low oxygen, then red once the arteries open again. It tends to cause numbness and a feeling of being cold, since a lot of people can trigger it by simply getting something from the fridge or freezer, then need to wait it out. Other areas that can be affected are your nose, ears, and lips. Simon's affected areas are his fingers, toes, nose and ears. Only during extremely cold temperatures does his ears get affected by it.

Unfortunately, pre-Fionna and Cake Finale Simon doesn't have enough motivation or feels like he deserves to try to properly take care of himself when it comes to his condition. Post-Finale Simon, though, does eventually feel as though he deserves to care for himself. He copes with it by wearing socks to bed when he knows it's going to be chilly, as well as wearing a pair of mittens indoors during Autumn and Winter. He also carries around some hand warmers in his pockets (like those ones you crack, then they warm up) in case his Raynaud's gets triggered unexpectedly, both in his house and outside, all year round. He carries an extra set when outside so he can put one in each of his shoes when it happens, too.

(Also mini headcanon that Marceline totally gifted him little heart shaped hand warmers when he asked where he could buy some.)

[8-0mph]

Ice loser party

and drawovers.

[z3ny44]

All the dimensions in which Simon stepped

[puppydog-420]

HELLO PETRIGROF NATION 👋👋👋

i made some outfit ideas for her because I feel like she's the sort of gal to only wear like 2 colours but different shades

'wah wah wah it doesnt make sense for her to be trans wah wah'

I DONTTT CAREEE

[inbarfink]

Okay, so, I know this is kind of a Stupid Thing to Focus on but… I’ve been rewatching ‘Friends Forever’ (still one of my favorite and most complex and most heart-wrenching Ice King episodes) and I’ve been thinking about the bit where Ice King tries to research how to be smart…

We can see him reads from what very much seems to be part of Simon Petrikov's journals. Considering that it details the aftermath of the Mushroom War.

In addition, while the shelves are made of ice, much like the bookshelves Ice King has in his throne room, this is clearly a much... robust archive

which much more resembles Simon Petrikov’s library/research room.

The table IK uses also seems to be a match to the one in the research room. At least in terms of colors

So, it might be a different Room Full of Books that Simon placed in his Castle before he truly 100% lost it, or it might be the same one we see in 'Betty' but with a minor continuity error when it comes to what the shelves are made from. Either way, from the aforementioned journal, we know this library probably contains books Simon had personally written

But considering the Amount, probably not all of them. (Especially if you assume there are two separate library rooms). Maybe he came back to his old house to gather up all the prewar academic books he owned, but that still seems like an Unusually High Amount of Books. I think he probably kept gathering and writing books as he was slowly turning into Ice King. Like, by the time the show started he was basically totally gone - but a couple hundred years ago he’d have brief moments of lucidity and start writing again or searching books that could help him deal with the curse.

Which makes me wonder about this book.

I know that it’s just a silly funny joke, but…

Like, a Big Undertone of ‘Friends Forever’ is Ice King’s insecurities and frustrations with his own stupidity and lack of maturity. And with Simon’s library showing up in the middle of the episode like it did, it’s hard to forget that Simon used to have the intelligence and maturity needed to speak with all of these living furniture on equal terms, but his mental facilities have been eroded by the madness of the Crown and now he can’t and these frustrations manifest even though Ice King isn’t fully aware of that fact.

And this book, I know that the title just playing directly into Ice King’s insecurities is just the Joke but also…

I’m thinking about Ice King/Simon when he was a bit more lucid. Aware that he’s going mad and it's getting harder and harder for him to think clearly and that makes it so much harder to find a solution and expressing a lot of that same anger that Ice King expresses outwards towards the Living Furniture - inwards.

I’m wondering if Simon specifically sought out that book because he felt like he was ‘turning dumb’.

I’m wondering if Simon could’ve written this book. Some sort of last final act of impotent rage against the person he was turning into, frustration at his growing inability to think like he used to, even though he couldn't even remember his own name anymore - only that he was the 'Smarty McBrainypants' part of his old identity.

That would explain why it’s such a worn and rugged book...

[sickstuffsworld]

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!

[sunrise-imagines]

Hello! May I please request headcanons for both Simon and the Winter King with a S/O who’s very feminine and girly? Also a bit of a coward/ damsel in distress type? Thank you so much!

No problem! Enjoy :)

Simon Petrikov/Winter King x Feminine! Damsel! Reader

Simon Petrikov:

• To be honest, he’s also pretty cowardly, but although he isn’t as brave and strong as Finn and Jake , when it comes down to it he always puts your safety and wellbeing above all else, even his own.

• Even though he’s scared himself, he’ll try his best to be the knight in shining armor you deserve

• He’ll sit outside the dressing room in stores while you try on dress after dress, always telling you that you look beautiful no matter what you wear. To him, anything and everything looks good on you!

• Tries to help you apply your makeup, but he always gets flustered being so close to your face and might accidentally poke your eye trying to do your mascara (Sorry honey!)

• One thing he is good at is painting your nails, years of handling delicate artifacts has given him steady hands, and with enough practice he can make some pretty detailed designs

• If he sees a piece of jewelry or an accessory he thinks you might like, he’ll save up his salary to buy it for you as a gift. Eating nothing but cheap ramen and coffee for a month is totally worth it when he sees the smile on your face.

• If you ask him to get dolled up with you, he will be a little hesitant, saying that he could never look as good as you, but with enough persuading and some really good puppy eyes he’ll let you put him in a dress and some minimal makeup. Surprisingly, he finds he likes it more than he though he would!

Winter King:

• Literally a match made in heaven.

• Winter King’s whole thing is being the gentlemanly hero who swoops in to save damsels in distress like you, it feeds his ego so much.

• He’s always ready to valiantly save you from any threat, even something as simple as trying to get something off the top shelf. He’ll burst in the room shouting, “ Fear not, fair maiden! Your King is here to protect you!”

• Sometimes he’ll let Candy Queen kidnap you just so he can be the one to save you, he’s that confident that nothing bad can ever happen to you as long as he’s around.

• He is also very in touch with his feminine side, and he loves that the two of you share this!

• He’ll make matching ice themed outfits for both of you, loving how you look in those icy blues and powdery whites

• Like his voice actor BDG, he loves having his nails painted and will set up regular mani-pedi spa days for you both to relax together.

• Will make you a big, poofy princess gown and invite you to dance with him in the throne room, twirling you around like the scene in Beauty and the Beast.

• He just wants you to always feel as beautiful as he thinks you are.

[itsthesinbin]

Hmm I'm curious-

What would be your headcanons for Ice King/Simon/older Finn with a very affectionate/touchy partner?

(Cause God knows if I was dating either of these men I'd be all over em-)

im like a cat i want to lay directly on my friends/partner

Adventure Time

Ice King adores a touchy partner. He's lonely and touch starved, and is probably equally as touchy. He holds hands, he picks you up and hugs you out of nowhere, he demands kissies. Cuddling is a MUST at night.

Simon is a little more reserved than his crown-created self. He doesn't like PDA but is still very touchy. He has to know you're real. That you're with him. So he very much will hold your hand, or wrap an arm around you while you're sitting together. Still a cuddler, though, even if he doesn't initiate it.

Finn is a VERY physically affectionate guy. He hugs, he slaps your back/shoulder/ass, he'll grab you and kiss you even if you're busy. Holds your hand all the time when you walk together. Very cuddly at night, but be careful because he's also a blanket hog.

[mysillyside]

I headcanon that Ice King doesn't actually have wrinkles. I actually think his face is canonically supposed to be younger-looking then Simon's in FaC.

Like yes his hair is white and he has a long beard, but that's just the crown trying to make him look like Evergreen.

When he shaved in "Loyalty to the King", (nearly) every princess thought he was like mega hot, which I don't think would happen if he was visably an old man (sadly not everyone is into silver foxes). Yes I know this is a part of the silly episode premise, because early season AT still allowed itself to not take everything too seriously yet, buuuut it's still tehnically canon y'know?

As for Ice King's male pattern baldness, I lowkey think it's because wearing the crown so much fucked up his hairline. (kinda like how if you wear rly tight ponytails, you could fuckup your hairline as well later in life sdlfghksdfk). Same with his back issues honestly. I just think Ice King doesn't take care of himself that well, and if he did he'd probs look less like a grandpa.

In my brain, Ice King when he shaves just looks like a dude in his 40s (aka the age Simon was when he put on the crown).

FURTHER SUPPORTING THIS HYPOTHESIS.

Simon has consistently visable wrinkles, like for an Adventure Time character, he does look like an older guy. (which makes sense bc in FaC he's in his late 50s).

Comparason of what I mean!!! Ice King has baby face!!! The only time he has any visable wrinkles is when he's making exaggerated faces and y'kno that's there for comedic effect more then anything.

Sorry for the mental illness.

[cyyfics]

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.

[chronicbeans]

I haven't seen anybody headcanon this, yet, so uh here we go-

Simon Petrikov is definitely like, a cryptid magnet. Wherever he goes, they follow, for some reason. It's possibly due to a connection of him searching for magic objects or whatever. There's that photo of him and Betty with the Sasquatch like creature behind them, and that's all I need to headcanon this. He also believes in cryptids, but has surprisingly never seen one himself, considering that he acts like a magnet. When the photo was taken, Betty was a bit frightened by the creature, so Simon said it was probably a prank or some guy in a costume photo bombing people. Inside, though, he was ecstatic.

I also feel like Mothman would be the one that hangs around him the most for some reason. Probably to try to protect him from harm while he goes on his hunts for magical artifacts.

[vampvinylz]

GUYS. simon petrikov is central asian and here’s why.

-petrikov is a RUSSIAN last name. a lot of central asia used to belong to the soviet union and their cultures began to combine because of it, resulting in a lot of central asians having russian last names.

-that man clearly does NOT look slavic

-he’s very clearly not white!! he has an olive tone which is VERY common in central asians!

-i’m central asian and i say so