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heartz4vee · 8 months

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His Imperial of Doom

It's 4am and I wrote this on a whim. It's small and quick and not that great, I just wanted to write something angsty with my wife (Simon)

Am I projecting onto him in this? Yes. Yes I am.

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Doom. Death. Destruction. Or some other terrible fate.

It was a word Simon was all too familiar with. The word and its very definition seemed like it was just constantly looming over his head, over the course of his entire life actually. From being cursed to be the Ice King for a thousand years, losing the love of his life, and now having to live in this new, futuristic Ooo. He didn’t fit in with any of these… New humans. Nobody ever knew what he was talking about, and nobody seemed very interested in whatever it was he was talking about. Despite being surrounded by all of these people, he felt so isolated.

As he walked through the Human City, he moved past all of the other people that lived within the city. They were all so much happier than he was. They were content with what they had. They were able to go about their everyday lives, not questioning a thing, or having to think about “what could have been”. He felt a twinge of jealousy watching all of them. Simon didn’t feel real surrounded by all of them. He just felt like an NPC going through the motions of it all, giving the occasional wave when approached.

But, as of lately, all of his interactions with… Anyone, just felt forced, and robotic. Whether it was forcing a laugh at whatever Finn was talking about so he didn’t suspect anything was wrong with him, or trying to hold a conversation with Marceline. No matter the interaction, he felt so disconnected from everyone, especially himself. He barely recognized his own reflection anymore. He didn’t know who he was supposed to be around anyone. He didn’t know how to act around Finn, he didn’t know how to act around Marceline, and he definitely didn’t know how to act around all of these other strange new humans.

Listening to the idle chatter of those around him, Simon couldn’t help but look around and think about all of the places around he would have visited with his fiancee, Betty. He was sure she would have loved living in such an odd world such as Ooo. She would have loved to drag him on different expeditions for various artifacts, and he happily would have gone along. He looked around at every weird little home, and every weird little shop, visions of his beloved popping up around him, her voice filling his head.

“Look at this, Simon!”

“We have to go in there next!”

“Didn’t you mention this in some of your studies? We should totally look for it!”

It drove him crazy.

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Once back inside of his locked up little home with very little to no light, the man just sighed and leaned against his closed walls. Even being in the comfort of his own… “Home”, he felt completely out of place. His body felt strangely heavy, but it wasn’t a new feeling, not at all. His mind was empty but flooding with thoughts at the same time. He felt sad. He just wanted to drop to his knees, curl up on his floor, and sob to his heart's content for hours.

But, he felt too numb to cry. Too numb to be angry with anyone or himself. His mind and body just moved on autopilot every single day. And moving on autopilot, Simon went to change and get ready for bed.

He stared up at his ceiling, reminiscing on memories he knew he’d be better off without. Simon hated this part of his days. Trying to fall asleep, only for memories of the past to come rushing in. Memories of Betty, vague blurred memories of the Ice King, memories of him and Marceline’s past. Every old memory that suddenly resurfaced sent a strong wave of pain through his body. Sleep. He needed to sleep. That would get this to stop.

So, he closed his eyes, and tried to let his mind wander to anything or anyone that didn’t seem familiar to him. He just attempted to let his mind go completely blank, he didn’t want to think of anything, just for once.

For once, he wanted some peace.

For once…

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The gentle feeling of having his face poked is what stirred him awake. That, and the sun beaming down onto him. But… His museum-like home didn’t have windows. So how was there sun…? The touch on his face made him give a small smile. The touch was warm. It was familiar. It was a feeling he had been aching for.

He slowly opened his eyes, squinting and bringing his arm up to his face to block the light from his face. Realizing he wasn’t in his own home, he quickly sat up with a startled gasp, looking around the grassy field he had been placed in. It was so bright. There was nothing for miles except for more of the field. Dandelions surrounded him. It was beautiful. It was tranquil. It gave him that peace he’d been looking for for so long.

“Finally! Rise and shine, Simon!”

Simon felt a sense of dread and relief hearing the voice beside him. He turned, only to see his fiancee sitting beside him, smiling at him like she used to. She wasn’t some eldritch god, she was just… Betty. She was the brilliant woman he fell in love with all those years ago. As much as it ached, he missed seeing her.

“Thought you’d never wake up. Forgot how heavy of a sleeper you can be.” She teased, gently nudging his arm. Simon just chuckled, “I’m sorry.” Immediately, Simon felt as if his whole world was closing in on him the second those words left his mouth. It was something he’d been wanting to say to her for so long, but had no way to reach her. Even if he could, would he be able to say it? It was something he meant, but he was positive he’d just… Freeze up at the opportunity. The man sighed, and looked down into his lap.

Betty tilted her head seeing his suddenly saddened demeanor. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder,

“Simon? What’s wrong?”

“…I’m sorry, Betty. I’m sorry you had to sacrifice yourself for… Me. Now you’re not even here anymore, because of me. And all I can do is sit around screwing up the second chance you’ve given me. But, what am I supposed to do? I feel so stuck without you. It’s like the minute I realized you were actually gone, my mind and body just stopped working. Now I don’t know what there is for me to do…”

Betty nodded, “Grief is a tricky thing. You’re not used to not having the person you lost, and it’s depressing, it’s isolating, it’s hard to forget about. But, where there’s grief, there’s eventually healing. Nobody can stay stuck in the grieving process forever.”

“We were doomed from the start, weren’t we..?”

Betty chuckled at his notion, “Maybe we were, or maybe we weren’t. Personally, I don’t think we were “doomed from the start” as you like to put it. I don’t think there’s always been some divine fate tearing us apart. I think somewhere down the line, we did that.” She heard Simon give a small groan in response. She just smiled and picked one of the dandelions from the field.

“Doomed or not, I don’t regret a moment I spent with you. No matter what we could have done differently, I’m satisfied with the ending we got. Of course I do wish it could have been something… Happier. But, you’re okay. You’re alive. So, I’m fine with this.”

Simon shook his head, his frustration and sadness quickly building, “But I’m not! How can you be fine with this? How can you be happy about this? How can you be so… Content..?” He sighed, before placing his head in his hands, “How can anyone be satisfied with anything they do? I don’t get it… I don’t know how to do that…”

“I know you don’t, Simon. I’m sorry. I know this isn’t something you want to hear right now, but; you’re someone who won’t ever let himself be happy.”

Simon perked up at her words. He lifted his head and looked over at her, eyebrows knitted together “What..?”

“You’re someone who’ll wake up every morning, and go out of his way to avoid anything that might make you happy. You have an anxious thought that every situation will only end in doom, so you don’t go out of your way to try and be happy. Maybe you don’t recognize it, but it’s self sabotage at best. I don’t know the reason you do this, I never did, but I do know it’s something you need to seek help for. It’s not good for you. You… Have an identity outside of our relationship Simon, I want you to realize that. Maybe you’ll see that one day…” She reached over and placed a hand on his cheek, to which Simon immediately fell into, placing his own hand over hers.

Simon let out a shaky breath, tears quickly falling from his eyes, “It’s too much. Everything lately is just… Too much. I hate waking up, I hate having to move, I hate interacting with people, I hate that people have to see me everyday, I hate that I have to pretend everything is okay! When it’s not! Nothing is okay! I’m not okay! I… I don’t want to be here anymore. I’m so tired…”

Betty slightly frowned hearing this. Instead of saying anything else, she just gently laid him back down in the grass. He whined, but closed his eyes, slowly drifting off as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“You’ll be okay, Simon. You’re strong, you just don’t see it. But I do. I’ll see you next time…”

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Abruptly, Simon woke up ten minutes before his alarm was supposed to go off. As usual. He hated that dream. It was never the same, they always just talked about different things. It was everything he knew he’d never have. He’d never be able to apologize to Betty. He’d never be able to see her again.

Most of all, he’d never be able to genuinely feel happy. He was never able to, for as long as he could remember. His chest panged with pain and an overwhelming sense of sadness and dread at the realization of that.

He would be doomed until the day he died.

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pouletpourri · 8 months

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I know the circustances didn't make it avaliable, but..I kinda wish we had a farewell scene

#listen listen their friendship means everything to me #screw canon screw anything that's her DAD he's her honorary DAD alright #simon's a honorary dad to whoever needs it #also drawing dad figures being soft with their honorary children is therapeutic to my familial issues #simon petrikov #adventure time #fionna and cake #my art #fanart #fionna and cake spoilers #fionna campbell #adventure time fionna and cake #damn i can't draw people hugging to save my life #btw i didnt forget about marceline marcy's the apple of his eye #simon is just bursting with dad energy that's all

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gumycandyyy · 8 months

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Heyo I'm here to request that Male Reader x Winter King you wanted-

Anyways, can you write for a male Reader that used to be Simon and Betty's friend before the crown and the Mushroom War, who randomly shows up in the Land of Ooo? As in, Simon thought that they had died a long time ago, alongside Betty, but the Reader had survived through some odd means and got reunited with him?

Lol, if that's too much, then I'm sorry. It could be a fic or Headcanons, whichever you prefer!

⠂"ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴏʟᴅ."⠐

⠂"ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ."⠐

AHJFHJGSKHA HOW DID YOU KNOW I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT SIMON?? I LOVE THIS WET CAT.

Winter King actually isn't this one, because I wanted to focus on Fionna and Cake ver. Simon

Male reader

Platonic/Romantic (I'm leaving it ambiguous, because I mean, c'mon. It's Simon.)

Type: Headcanons (With a drabble and oneshot mixed in)

Summary: An old friend shows up after a bunch of time-related shenanigans, and is finally ready to settle back down in Ooo. Though this sudden happening is quite a shock to Simon.

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-You used to be an old family friend of Betty's, and met Simon through her.

-Y'all were really close, and they invited you over for dinner every other weekend.

-But one day, you just...

-Vanished.

-Everyone thought you were kidnapped, and Simon and Betty were heartbroken.

-However...

-Through some odd means, you were kept alive for a thousand years.

-It all started one weird day when you bought a little doodad from a garage sale.

-the next thing you knew, you were in a big yellow cube with a pink wall guy.

-Apparently the little thing you bought was an item from another universe, and it was janking up Ooo.

-Aaaaand technically you just committed a serious crime by purchasing the little thing.

-And whether intentional or not, you now had to go on trial for this little accident. You tried to explain what happened, but you were found guilty.

-You were sentenced to a thousand years in some donked up time jail.

-Apparently, you wouldn't age in there, and a thousand years would pass on Ooo before you were set free.

-It was the worst thing that could've ever happened to you.

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-The time jail kept you from losing your sanity, and a thousand years later, you were released.

-You were teleported back to Ooo, which looked quite different than how you remembered it.

-It felt like an eternity since you've seen rolling green hills and a clear blue sky. An eternity since you've breathed familiar air.

-You heard something, about a hundred yards from you.

-You approached the loud noises to see some buff dude with a sick beard and robotic arm beating up some one-eyed monster.

-He punched the creature, and it was sent flying towards you.

-You ducked, and the dude noticed you.

"Ah, sorry man! Didn't see you there!"

-You assured him it was nothing.

"You're not from around here, are you?"

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You shook your head, then blinked confusedly. Well, technically you were. It had just been 1000 years. You tried to get your story straight, then told the guy.

"Woah, so does that mean you're technically a time traveler?"

You shrugged. Time travel hadn't been proven yet, has it? You weren't sure. You asked the guy his name, so you didn't have to refer to him as just 'the guy.'

"Oh, yeah. Name's Finn. Good ol' Finn the H."

"The H.?"

"Y'know, the Human?"

But you were human too. With all due respect, you asked him about his strange surname.

"Oh, uh.. My real last name is Mertens, but I like 'the Human' better. It's only recently other humans have started living in Ooo. So I'm kinda seen as 'that one human' y'know?"

You nodded, trying to make sense of what he said. what had happened that caused humans to leave Ooo? How was that even possible?

The two of you talked for a short while, and you learned a little bit about Ooo. You were used to knowing a lot, but you barely even recognized this place.

"Oh, you're from the 20th century, right?"

You nodded.

"I've got a friend from then, maybe you'd like to meet him? He's one cool dude."

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-You agreed politely, wondering if this 20th century man would help you adjust to life in whatever century this was. What century was this anyway? 30-something?

-Finn ended up taking you to a scrappy little bar filled with people that looked to be made out of candy.

"Anything you'd like to order?"

"Nothing for me, Dirt Beer Guy. Maybe he'd like one, but we're just waiting for-"

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"Simon?"

You stared in disbelief at the face of your old friend, who looked at you with the same expression. He was carrying something under his arm, but he dropped it in shock.

"No way, you know him? That's awesome!"

Simon slowly walked up to you, as if afraid you'd disappear at any second. Tears welled up in the both of your eyes, and you had to suppress breaking down right there. It hadn't occurred to you that this 20th century man could've been Simon, but now that you were seeing him, you realized you subconsciously wished it would be him.

He spoke your name softly, not much more than a whisper, as if anything louder would cause reality to shatter, or one of you to wake up from a dream.

"You... You're really here, aren't you?"

You nodded softly, not daring to say a word. Tears spilled out of your eyes, and Finn looked slightly confused.

"Do you guys, uh.... Wanna step out for a minute?"

You agreed, still quietly, saying it would probably be better to not make a scene. Finn gave you a thumbs up and shooed you out, saying he'd wait for you when you got back inside.

You stepped out of the little bar with Simon, realizing it got dark out while you were inside.

"So..."

"How about we take a walk?"

You nodded, falling into step with Simon as you walked into a nice little forest. The small stream rushing by provided ambient noise.

"How are you here..?"

Simon asked, with an air of disbelief. He blinked, wiping his glasses and rubbing his eyes. As if you'd disappear once he'd open them. You explained what happened, and suddenly gasped.

"If you're here, that means Betty must be here too, right? Where is she?"

Simon sighed, bringing his arms up to hold himself.

"She's..."

"She's not."

You decided not to pry, but you couldn't help but notice the sinking feeling in your gut. She was one of your best friends, and she was gone. But she was Simon's fiancee. It must have hit him harder, whatever happened to her. You'd ask later, when the emotional turmoil between the two of you wasn't so fresh.

You walked in peaceful silence between the two of you, listening to the sounds of the stream, or chirping crickets.

You took that time to study Simon, how his appearance changed, and things that stayed the same.

Same fashion sense,

same goofy circle glasses,

even the same walk you remember.

There was a white streak in his hair now.

Wrinkles on his face.

Something about him just seemed so...

Sad.

"You've gotten old."

Simon smiled, though it seemed bitter.

"We both have."

"I missed you, Simon. Not a day went by that I didn't think of you, Betty, or any of our other friends."

Simon stopped walking, and you copied. He seemed as if he was about to cry again. To be honest, you were too. Talking about all of this while looking him in the face didn't fare well for your emotional state.

He took off his glasses, wiping at his eyes. Simon smiled bitterly through it though. He seemed to be so lonely. You wondered where he lived now.

". . ."

He wiped his eyes again, then looked straight at you with an unwavering gaze.

"You have no idea how much we missed you. Even years after you disappeared, we still looked. Even when the police failed, we still-"

He inhaled sharply, breath shaking. He turned his head away, as if ashamed of his emotions.

You placed your hand on his shoulder, trying to provide comfort. Simon suddenly wrapped his arms around you, pressing his face into your shoulder. You returned the embrace, holding onto him just as tightly.

Simon's breath shook, and you softly rubbed his back. You had no idea what he's gone through, and you were genuinely unsure whether you were helping or not.

"Simon..?"

His grip on you loosened, and he looked up at you.

You said nothing else, but you gently rested your forehead on his. He sniffed, then took a deep breath. Your hands fell to his waist, while his rested on your shoulders. Simon closed his eyes, cherishing this small bit of comfort.

After a few moments, Simon pulled away, bringing his fist up to his mouth and clearing his throat.

"W- well, today was certainly... Eventful."

You laughed softly, agreeing with his remark. The two of you walked back to the little bar, realizing you'd gotten farther from it than you thought you did.

Simon cleared his throat yet again, once you reached the outside of the bar.

"Yeah, Simon?"

He thought for a moment, then spoke.

". . .Thank you."

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Thanks for reading! I absolutely loved writing this, and Simon needs a hug.

Your complimentary artwork ^^

reblog for a beginner writer?

#no beta we die like Jake #simon petrikov x reader #fionna and cake #fionna and cake x reader #pre fionna and cake events #simon petrikov #simon petrikov is a wet cat #fandom #brainrot #finn the human #adventure time #simon needs a hug #fanfiction #selfshipping community #simon petrikov x male reader

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eggo8 · 8 months

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he keeps falling oversdfghjkjhgfdsdfghj

#simon petrikov #fionna and cake #adventure time fionna and cake #adventure time #sopping wet cat #sopping wet man #poor fucker #he needs therapy #he needs a hug #i miss my wife tails #poor fella

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sysig · 6 months

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Let him dad her!! (Patreon)

#Doodles #Adventure Time #Fionna and Cake #Fionna Campbell #Simon Petrikov #I cannot BeLieve that they didn't hug at any point - illegal. One million years dungeon #She slapped him (deservedly) but they didn't hug by the end??? I had to fix it #Jerry is my favourite episode so that at least was an easy choice lol #If anywhere would be a good place to cross that line it would be to comfort her! I can't imagine he'd initiate tho haha #She's just seeking comfort so badly <3 I know she's at least legally considered an adult but she's still a kid!#And Simon just keeps adopting kids lol #He's a good dad :) Not a perfect one but y'know? He helps where he can #Sometimes all we need is a parent figure giving you a hug and saying ''You know what? You're right - this sucks. But I see you''#Fionna's quite interesting 'cause like - she's meant to be a Finn but there are a lot of differences between her and quite a few Finns!#A lot of that is Because she lived in Simon's head for so long but I wonder - most Finns have decent support systems and she seems a little #Well not lacking Exactly but her fallbacks aren't as numerous - and she's not able to fulfill her life's purpose so she's just kinda wayward #Seeing that kind of Finn finally able to spread their wings but still have a lot of Finn trappings like naivety and impulsivity ♪#She's interesting! I quite like her :D Plus it's cool to see her natural EQ when she calls out Simon later in this episode unknowingly haha #I stopped at episode eight for a while but year her line about ''Then you got on the bus right? :D'' and him refuting it #Hmmm ♪ It was certainly interesting - I'm glad they addressed it :)#Plus she's fun to draw haha ♫ Her bunny ears! And the jacket she took from Martin </3 She has a fun design #And as always Simon is fun to draw :) Especially piecemeal here haha - just his mouth or just his eyes ♪ Cute :)

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peppermintbits · 9 months

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Watching Fionna and Cake all night got me so excited I couldn't sleep but I couldn't draw anything cohesive so I made this meme.

I am invested. I wanna make Art and Cry about Cartoon Plot.

#fionna and cake #simon petrikov #meme #memes #edit #adventure time #finna and cake meme #art #digital art #babygirl #he is so sad #depressed meow meow #i want to hug him #he needs a hug #and therapy

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jokerstrider · 8 months

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woe cringe be upon ye! (sorry, but this man deserves so many hugs)

Edit: The skin color is a little different from canon because I accidentally used a screenshot with a filter as a reference and didn't notice it, Aaa!! Sorry :(( it wasn't intentional

#i need to remind myself that i can post whatever i want on my blog even if nobody cares (actually maybe its better if nobody saw this haha)#i just wanna be his friend! whenever i see a fictional character go through hardship i just wanna hug them #adventure time #simon petrikov #adventure time simon #adventure time fanart #adventure time oc #oc x canon #self insert #self insert x canon #selfinsert x canon #fanart #JS.Art

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iffyraga · 8 months

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I can't stand that Simon continues to suffer so much, i want to cry omg give the old guy a break PLEASE

If he doesn't get a happy ending i will die of sadness

#fionna and cake #simon petrikov #poor simon #someone needs to give him a hug so bad #adventure time #sad

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crowncursed · 27 days

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As someone who has been through it™️, Simon wants to be someone who others can rely on in times of need (post Fionna and Cake season 1, after he'd finally worked through his own issues and accepted his circumstance with Betty) and it absolutely stems from his natural paternal instinct

#( simon petrikov. )#( headcanon. )#( he's someone you can call if you need to be picked up #( or if you need to cry. he gives good hugs )#( idk if im there yet with anyone in relationships with simon (even familial or friends) but thats his end goal at least #( tldr: he will punch someone's lights out for you just ask him

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miami-lolz · 4 months

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Made this while waiting for s2 of Fionna and Cake because there’s no way this man is mentally well after the finale

#fionna and cake #fionna and cake finale #simon petrikov #he needs a hug

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0yuri-chan0 · 8 months

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~Love less Nights~

Guys, Guys- okay okay listen hear me out! Just once! So Simon Petrikov from Fiona and cake. Listen this man might be old but he is fucking MHMMM! Delicious. So Ima make a fan fic about him. Yes, yes my followers are at my mercy. I totally get it but come on.

Paring - Simon Petrikov x F! Reader

Warnings - I'm to lazy to write them (Sorry)

Genre - NFSW

You and Simon were sitting on your front porch it was a month after Betty got infused with that creature only lord knows how that happened. Prismo a man you heard mentioned once in your life by Simon doesn't want to help get her back or can't. You didn't really push for more details. The wind blew gently when you looked at Simon, he looked hurt and devastated who wouldn't be? He had lost the love of his life a month ago. "It felt like my heart was ripped apart, My soul locked behind glass as I watched her be ripped apart from me."

Is what he had told you the night Betty was mangled with that horrible creature. The same night he walked up the very same steps you two are sitting on watching the sunset in silence. The same night he told you what had happened with tears streaming down his face, as you hugged him. Your fingers gripping the fabric of his Suit trying to get impossibly closer.

You'd never seen Simon in that state in all your years of knowing him. You'd never think you'd see that side of him the desperate side. The side that wants pity but at the same time doesn't. You think he'd rather be hated than pitted at this point. You knew he was near his breaking point. He was like a kid that got thrown into the deep end of the pool, and you weren't going to watch him sink.

You folded your hands into your lap with a small frown. It was getting cold and you knew Simon was still thinking about her, Betty. "Simon." You pause before looking up at the pink-ish orange-ish sky. "We should go inside its getting cold out." You said grabbing his hand gently. "And your freezing." It was true he was freezing, he was shaking like a leaf so to speak. You stood to your full height and walked into your house Simon following closely behind. "I could had saved her, Betty I mean." You sat down at the dinning room table Simon sitting across from you as he spoke softly. "I could had but I didn't I let her push me away and get trapped." His voice was raw you moved your hand and set it on top of his gently. Your eyes soften as you spoke in a caring voice. "She wanted to save you she cared Simon." His gaze met your only for a moment. But you could tell there was something more he wasn't telling you. You moved from your chair and sat in the one next to him.

You lifted his chin up with a soft smile, you wanted to be gentle its not like you always had hidden feelings... Right? "I'm here Simon, your okay now." Its was all friendly it wasn't like you were going to take advantage... Your train of thought stopped as he looked into your eyes. Hes so so very fragile, the look he gave you was so sadden. You couldn't help but lean down and kiss him. Both of your hands cupping his face. It's wrong you know its wrong. But it felt to good you always found him attractive in ways others didn't. You felt guilty for doing this to him.

Of course you felt guilty for kissing him who wouldn't? He lost the love of his life a month ago. Your brain stoped for a minute when he kissed back. One of his hands resting on your thigh when you pulled away. "If you allow me." You looked him in the eyes. You were sure your cheeks had turned pink by now. "I want to help you forget, even if its just for a minute." A nod was all you needed, and a nod is what you got. You stood up and grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom. "I'll be gentle alright?" Simon felt your hands run up and down the sides of this torso. As you made your way to the bed you both took off each article of clothing.

He took a long breath and looked away from your naked form before laying on the bed. You moved and grabbed your strap and lube. "I haven't done this in... A while." Simon looked away embarrassed when he admitted that. You offered him a gentle smile which he gladly took. You placed a good amount of lube on your fingers, then entering two digits into his hole. His body jerked at the new feeling your digits scissoring him well enough to fit your strap inside of him. "Jesus! [Y-Y/n]!" He gasped as you brushed against his prostate. He was sensitive and the noises he made where adorable. You finally removed your fingers and lined up your strap to his hole. "Tell me if you want me to slow down or stop." You said sliding your silicone cock into him causing him to moan loudly. Your hand next to Simons head as you looked down at him with a low hum. You started moving your hips. Meeting his with a plat, plat, plat noise. And god was his facial expression was lewd.

After while you started to slam into him. Not enough to entirely break him but enough to make him enjoy it. His mind was unraveling by the second. All he could think of was the pleasure you were giving him. His hands clenched the sheets this didn't go unnoticed by you. It encouraged you to get deeper you picked up his leg and placed it on your shoulder so you could get a better angle. "H-Hah! I-Im going to cum!" He knew you acknowledged him when you hummed. Your hand moving to his cock stroking it at a steady speed you didn't want to overwhelmed him. Tears pricked into his eyes but oh you weren't done. You stop for a moment taking off his glasses and setting them on the nightstand. "What are you doin-!?" Before he could finish the question you flipped him over. Pushing his face into the pillow while he arched his back. You moved faster your fingers gripping and tangled into his curly hair while shoving his face down. The pillow staining with tears as he reached his climax. You rolled your hips one last time before he came.

His legs gave out on him, as he dropped to the bed you smiled satisfied laying next to him all he could mutter out from being extremely exhausted was a small 'thank you.' "Your welcome anytime Simon."

Guys its like 5:23 am and I wrote this y'know how you can't sleep if you're thinking of something. This was it I'm proud of it so.. Yeah! Request are always open unless stated otherwise. (Edit: guys so I made a part two✍ it's nothing dirty, just went into more detail about the night you comfort Simon👍)

#simon petrikov #adventure time #simon petrikov x reader #fiona and cake #simon petrikov x betty grof #Betty dies

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itsthesinbin · 9 months

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Ooooh could you do a continuation or the likes for that one Ice King x Reader?

https://www.tumblr.com/itsthesinbin/728472237009780736/okay-but-how-do-ice-king-and-reader-meet-did

By the sounds of it the two knew each other before :>

i did a sort of continuation here, but i am MORE than glad to do more of this lil au. this got. a lot longer than i thought it would. but maybe they Did know each other. just a little.

Ice King (Adventure Time)

Dating the Ice King was... odd, to say the least. He was hard to be with at first. He was clingy. He was manic. He could be a little aggressive- not dangerous, just cranky- if you ended up ignoring him for too long; too long being subjective to his needs that day. He was unbelievably frustrating.

But at the same time... he was, strangely, the nicest guy you've ever dated. He'd get cranky, but once he saw you weren't leaving him he didn't push you. He was clingy, but it was because he was lonely. He was manic, but you knew it wasn't his fault. He brought you gifts ranging from flowers to gems to even making ice sculptures in your likeness. It was flattering.

He had made a little ice elevator to get you into the castle easier, when you visited. And by Glob he was always delighted to see you. Every time he heard the elevator chugging its' way up the mountain, you could hear him.

"Gunther they're coming- is there anything in my beard?" he'd ask, followed by a little "wenk". You'd come up just in time to see the little penguin pecking something out of his master's beard. Then Gunther would waddle over to you, making Ice King screech in surprise and try to rub whatever food was in his beard out. You bit back a snort as you picked up your favorite little guy.

"You look fine, IK, calm down," you laughed. He grumbled, flustered and fixing his crown. You grinned as you set the penguin down. You gave him a hug in greeting, and as always he was a little tense before returning it tightly.

"So, what'd you wanna show me?" He had asked you to come over cause he found something "wicked sweet". That seemed to click the lightbulb on.

"Oh yeah! C'mon, sweet thang," he laughed as he yoinked you up like you weight nothing. You yelled in surprise, holding onto him as he flew through the castle. You couldn't help but laugh as well, enjoying the short flight.

"This is my "the past" room- you are the ONLY person aside from Gunther I've let in here," he explained as he set you down. You looked around at all the old stuff in awe, recognizing a lot of it immediately from your time period. You heard him fiddle with some things as you picked through the items.

The old suit jacket he'd give you to wear when you were cold- which you immediately put on as per usual. Some old books- a few of which were written by a Simon.... Petrikov. That sounded familiar...

Then it clicked. You used to live just down the street from him. You used to attend the same book club together, before he stopped coming due to his research. You remember him showing off a book he had gotten published to the group before he stopped joining as often. You'd make him food and check in on him, when Betty couldn't.

"Where is that damn thing?" you heard Ice King mutter. You looked at the jacket you were wearing, turning the book over. A picture of Simon, wearing the exact same jacket.

While your boyfriend was busy, you sifted through the junk pile. Newspaper clippings covered in mad scrawling that spelled out pleas for help and forgiveness. Multiple pictures of Simon and letters written by him to various people. A picture of a young, but now familiar, girl with writing on the back. You stared at another newspaper clipping, a ball of ice in your stomach unrelated to the cold of the ice kingdom. Simon stood next to a sickeningly familiar crown that sat upon a cushion, smiling as wide as can be at his discovery.

A familiar jingle jolted you out of your thoughts and you dropped the article. You whipped around to see Ice King standing next to a cracked tv that was now playing Cheers. He waved his hands in a "tada" motion.

"I got a bunch of old junk from WAAAAY back in the day, so I thought you'd like a little marathon! I can go make popcorn," he offered with a grin. Your mouth hung open as your eyes darted from him to the old tv show. You tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft sobbing noise as realization set in. Immediately, his face fell.

"Oh- What, do you not like this show? I can, uh... I'm sure I got something-!" You cut him off by nearly tackling him in a hug. You held him so tight, knuckles turning white as you gripped the fabric of his robe. Your knees felt weak, giving out and making him drop to the floor with you.

"M... Man, if I knew you liked the show this much, I'd have done this sooner," he tried to joke, not really understanding why you were crying. Thankfully, he just held you and scooted around so you both could see the tv. Not that you really watched it, being too busy reeling from your newfound knowledge.

Gunther, sweet as can be, brought in popcorn and plopped his little self in your lap. You could use the extra comfort. You felt Ice King's hand run up and down your back, and new he was taking glances at you to see if you were alright. For his sake, you pretended to watch the show and forced down some popcorn. He seemed to relax a little, thinking you were fine. You were anything but. However...

What could you even do?

#adventure time #ice king #ice king x reader #scenario #Doe the Human

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autism-rizz-tournament · 5 days

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Autism Rizz Tournament

Rizz: Originally short for "Charisma", Rizz (for this tournament, at least) refers to the appeal, charm or general "ability to pull" a character has, either romantically and/or sexually. (The character doesn't necessarily need to be attracted to anyone to have rizz. If they can make others fall for them, it counts)

How to vote

Propaganda

Simon Petrikov (Adventure Time/ Adventure Time: Fionna and cake)

Bro gets super hyperfixated on his studies of magical artifacts , with a scene where he's infodumping about something he's reading about and paying zero attention to anything else in a fun lighthearted manner. There's also a scene in fionna and cake where he has a meltdown that looks to my autism ass like something of a sensory overload. He also is big into reading (did I mention that?) and goes on little autism walks alone to process stuff He's also got a crazy magic girlfriend chasing him because of his rizz, along with his literal doppelganger alt universe clone hitting on him. His fluffy hair, cute little glasses and snazzy sense of dress lead to even more rizz.

I LOVE MAH CURSED MANNNNNN hes so adorable I WANT ONLY JOY IN HIS LIFE

Marina (Splatoon)

While not canonically autistic, she does have a lot of autistic traits--she's rarely seen without her headphones (to the point where her ears aren't modeled in game), her tentacles constantly moving could be seen as stimming, and she has a very strong interest in machinery, to name a few. Marina also has a crush on her bandmate, Pearl. While it is never directly stated in-game, supplementary material basically confirms it. The Japanese version of the Splatoon database has described her as a "maiden in love," with the specific words used being in romantic contexts. Along with that, she has drawn a manga about Pearl, drawing flowers and hearts around her, and generally acts affectionate towards her in-game. It is unknown if Pearl reciprocates canonically, but she does have a very close relationship with Marina. She reciprocates Marina's hug at the end of Octo Expansion, and she is seen to be quite worried about her in the second trailer for Side Order. Pearl x Marina is a very popular ship in the fandom for these reasons.

she wears headphones near-constantly, is obsessed with heavy machinery, and is skilled in multiple forms of art (music, shoujo manga-style visual art, and stage design). she also notably chose team Order in the Chaos vs Order splatfest, and her dialogue in the announcement suggests she's resistant to change (though it could also just be interpreted as her being gay for her co-host)

this was a partly 'for fun'-type headcanon i quietly held for a while that i think was kinda niche at the time (though it is entirely possible i just wasn't in the right corners of the fandom) but then side order released and brought with it a ton of new reinforcement. to get the question of her rizz out of the way, people were so consistently horny for her while splatoon 2's splatfests were ongoing that it actually caused drama because her team typically had the popular vote and people chalked that up to participants voting based on their favorite hosts' opinion rather than their own. whether that's true or not is hard to prove, but the fact that it was plausible illustrates my point, and her popularity was even referenced in-game at one point. there's also MAJOR subtext that she and her bandmate pearl (who reads as adhd to me) are dating. now for the fun part, listed in no particular order but will probably trend towards sillier argumentation as it goes on. (includes some mild side order spoilers) the "final" splatfest of splatoon 2 was chaos versus order, and marina's reasoning for picking order implies a resistance to change. this is reinforced in side order, in which she has to reconcile her inner desire to live in a consistent world with the fact that she knows forcing other people to conform for the sake of that is immoral when a rogue ai hijacks her virtual-reality program. - she shows signs of having social anxiety in a lot of dialogue, and it even arguably extends into her visual design because of her consistently pouty eyebrows. - at one point a childhood friend of hers mentions a time she infodumped to nobody in particular about excavators for 2 hours straight, and then pearl says she regularly goes on for longer now. - she has skill in a ridiculous amount of art forms: music, stage design (for splatfest battles, not music performance), shoujo manga-style visual art, and even programming, game design, and 3d modeling. -the logo of the virtual-reality program she designed is an infinity symbol, which also shows up in a few other places throughout it. - always seen wearing headphones, outside of specific promo art and images from her military backstory.

#simon petrikov #marina ida #marina splatoon #splatoon #adventure time #adventure time fionna and cake #character tournament #poll #tumblr polls #tumblr tournament #tournament poll

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ticklishbeans4 · 9 months

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Because I just caught up on all the Fionna and Cake episodes and I'm in love, here's my headcanons.

Simon Petrikov, aka my SON

Ler

Not much of a Ler but he'll play the part now and then

More a gentle and playful Ler, loves giving cheer up tickles

Favorite way to tease is wiggling his fingers over his Lee and pretending he's gonna tickle them while saying stuff like "I'm gonna getcha! The tickle monsters coming!"

Used to give Marceline cheer up tickles when she was little, and played little tickles games with her to keep her distracted and happy. This little piggy was his favorite cause it made Marcy snort and he thought it was adorable.

Used to tickle Betty when she was over working herself and she needed a break.

Lee

Definitely a huge lee, my boi gets all the tickles

Worst spots are his sides, ribs, knees, and neck.

When Marceline was little she'd hug him but then give "surprise tickles" which he always fell for.

Betty tickled him all the time too, sometimes when he was over working himself, sometimes cause he just looked so dang cute, and sometimes just because.

Has a snorty and wheezy kind of laugh, and doesn't immediately laugh when tickled, he'll yelp and squirm around trying to escape before he breaks.

Sensitive to raspberries, but really he's super ticklish to everything.

Can't handle compliments and always melts when he gets them while being tickled.

I could definitely see Finn and Jake tickling him to "get back at him for the Ice King bizz" but they never mean it, they just wanna mess with him.

He does enjoy being tickled, but he'd way to flustered to ever admit it.

Fionna

Ler

A hecka ler, she's always first to tickle her friends when they're feeling down, or just cause she can.

Also, very much and evil ler. She's absolutely ruthless when she gets going.

Always goes for the worst spots and jumps between them till her lee is gasping for air and begging.

She has occasionally gone too far, but she apologizes and gets them water and extra snacks.

Loves raspberries and gives them very liberally

If someone doesn't want to be tickled she'll respect it, but might sneak in a poke or two just to be sure they're serious.

Lee

Not as much of a lee, but she still really enjoys it!

Worst spots are her underarms, thighs, belly, and ribs.

Definitely has a snort laugh and gets flustered when someone points it out. Which her friends do. Often.

Really sensitive to feathers and gentle tickles

Can't stand baby talk when she's being tickled and with go beat red if someone baby talks her.

She has pretty sensitive ears too, she gets squirmy if someone whispers in her ears. Marshal Lee once brushed a feather over her ear and she squealed wicked loud.

#tickles #tickling #tickle #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #adventure time #tickle headcanons #Fionna and Cake tickle heeadcanons

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Dealing with loss...

Part 4

Simon Petrikov x reader

Warnings - mentions of Suicide, SH, Depression, ED, and Alcohol

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A few hours later, Simon came back. He had doctor princess with him. He walked over to the bed and gently shook you.

"Hey wake up.."

You didn't even move when he tried to wake you up. He shook you harder, but it didn't work.

"They must be in a deep sleep.."

Doctor Princess told Simon. He nodded and moved away. Doctor princess started to examine you. She lifted your shirt and saw how malnourished you were. She grabbed your arms, lifting your sleeves. There were cuts all over your arms, some old, some fresh.

Simon covered his mouth, he knew you were upset but he didn't know about this. He backed away slightly, he was shocked to see this. You started to grumble in your sleep, mumbling incoherently, you where having another nightmare. You shot up in the bed and woke up, you grabbed at your chest. You didn't notice the people in the room.

"Y/N?"

Simon's voice was shakey. You looked up and saw him and the doctor. You moved away from them.

"What the fuck? Get away from me!"

You got angry and Simon walked closer to the bed.

"We're just trying to help.. please.. let us help"

"No.. No.. leave.. get out now! I don't want your help.."

You shook your head and tucked your legs to your chest. Doctor princess sighed.

"If you don't get help, you might die.."

"I don't care! I.. I don't.... I've lost everything.. what does it matter...? I have no one.."

You started to cry, and your body trembled. Simon sat on the bed next to you.

"I'm here.... please just let me help you.."

He turned to face you, he reached his hand out to hold your hand. You flinched at his movement. You looked at him. There was a long silence in the room.

"Alright.. F-Fine..."

He smiled at you and squeezed your hand.

"Can I continue examining you?"

Doctor princess sighed. Simon got up, letting you lay back down. Doctor princess continued to examine you. When she was done, she walked over to Simon.

"They'll be ok, but they need something to eat, nothing too much. They're body isn't used to eating anymore so they need small meals. They could die if they eat too much. They also need a lot of rest."

Doctor princess put a hand on Simon's shoulder and left. You sat up and grumbled.

"Why didn't she tell this to me?"

You mumbled and sighed loudly. Simon rushed over to you and pulled you into a hug.

"You worried me so much. What were you thinking?! Why aren't you taking care of yourself?"

He scolded you and squeezed you a bit.

You let out a sigh. You tried to move away from him, but he held you tightly.

"Let me go.."

You grumbled.

"You could have died, you know?! Died! You hear me?"

He continued to scold you. You sighed and reached up to his face, and you put your hand over his mouth.

"Simon, let me go.."

You huffed and moved your hand away from him.

"Right... right.."

Simon quickly let go of you.

"I'm going to sleep.. go home, Simon.."

"I can't trust you to take care of yourself!"

You grumbled and laid down pulling the covers over you.

"I'm a fucking adult.."

You mumbled and fell asleep quickly. Simon left the room so you could sleep. Simon came into your room to check on you throughout the day. You slept for two days straight.

He came in to check on you. He sat on the bed next to you, hoping you'd wake up soon.

You were asleep still, snoring slightly. You sat up in your sleep and rested your head on his shoulder. You put your arms around him.

"Come to bed Icy..."

You mumbled and leaned over to lay down.

He tried to get up, but your grip tightened.

"Nooo.. you need to sleep."

You mumbled and nuzzled your head in his neck. His face turned red, and he tried to get up again. You pulled him closer towards you and he let out a long sigh.

"I guess I'm staying.."

He took his glasses off and put them on the table. He grabbed the covers and pulled them over the both of you.

"I love you.."

You mumbled and kissed his neck.

"Alright, no! I can't do this!"

Simon grabbed your hands and pryed them off of him. He got out of bed quickly. His face was bright red. You whined in your sleep and rolled over. You curled up into a ball and made quiet noises. He looked back at you and grabbed his glasses, putting them on so he could see.

"Icy.. I'm sorry.."

You mumbled in your sleep. He leaned over on the bed and put a hand on your sholder.

"It's just a dream.. it's ok.."

You moved away from him and whimpered in your sleep. Simon sighed and sat on the bed. He put a hand on your sholder and squeezed it slightly.

"It's just a dream..."

He repeated. Your body relaxed a bit and you stopped making noise. He got up and sighed. He left the room and went to the living room. You slept for another whole day.

You woke up in the afternoon, thinking only a few hours had passed since doctor princess came, but it had been three days. You sat up in bed and got up, walking to the living room. Simon had fallen asleep watching tv on your couch. You sighed and tried to pick him up. Your body felt too weak. You gave up and just grabbed a blanket for him. You put it around him and turned the tv off. You sat next to him and fell asleep, falling over onto him.

He woke up when you fell on him.

"Huh.. oh, I fell asleep.."

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the blanket on him, then over to you.

"Even when you're feeling bad, you're nice.."

He mumbled and put a hand on your head, brushing the hair out of your face. He looked at the time and figured since you had woken up, he should make you something to eat. He slowly got up so he wouldn't wake you up. He gently laid you down on the couch. He walked to your kitchen and opened the fridge. He went grocery shopping while you were asleep, so there was plenty of food.

"Hmm.. I don't know what you'd like.."

He mumbled to himself and tried to remember as he looked in the fridge, but he couldn't, so he just grabbed something random. He made you a small portion of food and walked back to the couch. He sat the plate down on the table and tried to wake you up.

"Hey.. I got you something, wake up."

You grumbled and put your hand on his face.

"Five more minutes.."

Simon chuckled and grabbed your wrist, moving it back down.

"Hmm.. well, alright, but your food might get cold.."

You opened your eyes and rubbed your face.

"What? You made me food? Why?"

Simon grabbed the plate on the table and handed it to you.

"Because you wouldn't do it on your own, would you?"

You looked down at your plate and felt embarrassed that you had to be taken care of.

"I'm not a child.."

You said as you started to eat, it felt weird to eat again and you felt slightly nauseous, but you ignored the feeling.

"Of course not.. I'm just trying to help you get better.."

You let out a loud sigh, feeling bad that you were being mean to him.

"I know.. I'm..I'm sorry.. I'm not used to, uh.. all of this...."

You finished your food, it was a bit difficult for you but you did it. You looked up at him and put the plate down.

"When... um, he was still alive.. I ate when he did.. I guess it's easier to remember to take care of yourself when someone needs you.."

Simon nodded. He knew exactly what you meant. He put a hand on your sholder and squeezed it slightly.

"Simon.. um... I can't believe you're so patient with me.. so.. uh... thank you.."

You let out a sigh and leaned forward, putting your hands on your face. You felt tears forming in your eyes.

"Grod, I'm such a shitty person.. I'm so mean to you, I push you away so much.. why... why are you still here? Stop being so nice! I deserve to be yelled at.. or.. or something.. I..."

Simon put his arm around you and pulled you close to him. You started to sob and tried to stay quiet. You were ashamed of crying so much in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Simon.. don't look at me.. I'm a mess.. I.. I cry too much.. I'm too emotional.. why do you even try to help me?"

Simon held you tighter and you put your hands off of your face, letting your arms go limp.

"Stop being so hard on yourself... you're so kind and sweet and caring.. you're such a good person, you think of others even when you're feeling bad. You.. You took care of me when I was The Ice King.. it takes a special kind of person to put up with him.."

His words comforted you till the last part. It made you a bit mad.

"Simon.. I love....."

You paused and clenched your teeth. It was difficult to use love in the past tense. It made you admit he was actually gone.

"I loved him.. I didn't just put up with him.. he cared for me.. I know you didn't like him but.."

You started to feel frustrated. It made you mad when people talked about him like he was some kind of unlovable monster.

"Sorry.. I meant that not many people cared for him.. "

You sighed and nodded.

"Yeah.. I don't really understand why.. he had his moments, sure, but he was so kind to me.."

You paused for a second

"Simon..I.. I'm sorry I brought up the Ice King so much.. I know how it bothers you.."

"It's alright.. the way you talk about him makes him seem like an amazing person.. you know.. I.."

Simon paused, feeling a bit embarrassed to admit what he was about to say.

"I.. I used to dress up like him.. and try to get as cold as possible.. I thought it would help me cope.. but I think it made it worse.."

You looked up at him and felt embarrassed. You did the same thing.

"I.. I.. I still wear his clothes.."

You and Simon chuckled a bit at how similar you two were. You started to feel tired again, and you sighed.

"I've been sleeping all day.. I don't want to sleep more."

You mumbled and rubbed your eyes.

"It's alright.. go to sleep, you need it"

You sighed again. You really didn't want to go to bed. You wanted to continue to talk to him. It was nice.

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