Hai!! Wow so much has happened since any of us requested!! But we're back and I'm so sorry if we wind up destroying y'alls inbox over the next bit!! Two side systems were recently discovered with a bunch of new headmates!! There's so many versions of Tommy and Wilbur 😂
I'm a Simpbur fictive, from one of our side systems, and I'm wondering if I could get help for a playlist? I'd like a lovecore theme, if possible! Thank you!! ❤❤❤
hey hey, i've got a lovecore-themed playlist for a simpbur fictive!! please enjoy !!
+ all i want is you - rebzyyx
+ softcore - the neighbourhood
+ cupid - jack stauber's micropop
+ love me dead - ludo
+ obsessed with you - the orion experience
+ my kind of woman - mac demarco
+ dark red - steve lacy
+ bang bang - K'NAAN, adam levine
+ loverboy - a-wall
+ line without a hook - ricky montgomery
and here is a link to your playlist !! please enjoy !!
OK MY OLD SIMPBUR FIC BASED ON AN IDKHBTFM SONG IS BACK IN THE WORKS AJSJDHDJDJFH
That bursona is Simpbur! Some people also call him Incelbur :)
Ok I thought so!!! I kinda might have ideas about him....
Kanye is a proud supporter of Sootcest
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One more request :)
overall HC’s with this scenario?
right before they ask y/n out a little kid runs up to y/n and Them and scream. “Mama! papa!”
Note : I don't know what character you wanted in this story so I'll just choose simpbur! Also it's more like a one shot on headcanon paragraphs but I still hope you enjoy it.
I CAN'T FIGHT THIS FEELING ANYMORE |SIMPBUR|
Pairing : simpbur x fem!reader
Summary : a confession of love is interrupted by an adorable kid, but interrupted doesn't mean ruined.
Warnings : quite long, also flashbacks of childhood, soft simpbur.
Simp had been building up the courage to open up to you about his feeling for you, being childhood friends didn't help with him not wanting to ruin your friendship. So recently after you comforted him when he had an anxiety attack, he knew he couldn't keep living without being able to call you his. He had dreamed it for years while writing his songs that recently had started to sound like the cries of a man, desperate to touch the lips of someone who he viewed as a deity.
One day after getting back from work he went to his shitty dorm room and changed into the nicest clothes he had, a dark blue sweater you gifted him on his birthday and black jeans with matching sneakers. He texted you asking you to meet him on the park were you two first met when you two were children. It was a special place for him and hoped that it was also the same to you, he always went there if you were too busy when he wanted to spend time together. He still remembers your meeting...
He was a short thin boy who wanted nothing but to hide in his room under his bed and read the new book his dad bought for him, but his dad forced him to go out and play so he could finally make some friends. He had always been shy so he had a hard time socializing from a young age, and as he was just sulking in he catched the sight of a pretty person who was his same age.
Their eyes were full of passion unlike his dull ones, they had a bright smile on their face unlike the frown he had and they seemed to be quite joyful, whilst he had a furrowed brow showing his discomfort at being in a place he didn't wish to be in. What surprised was how they immediately approached him with a now worried gaze, from that day on you two were inseparable.
It seemed like your mission to make him the happiest boy now a man worked, he couldn't help but be the person who had the biggest smile in the place when he was with you. You were to him the personification of serotonin I'm his life and it was addictive to him, as you two grew up he realised how his platonic yet obsessive gaze upon you turned into a romantic one. Now thinking of you made his heart beat faster and his pale cheeks would turn red.
After you responded with a "see you there <3" he smiled brightly and quickly headed over to the destination, when he arrived he sat down on a park bench that was your favourite colour c/n. He was doing it again, feeling attached to things he knew about you like favourite colours, the fact that he wore the clothes you gave him and that while waiting for you he was listening to your favourite song. All of those things made him sigh hoping you'll accept his confession, he'd be destroyed if not but he wouldn't stop being your friend. It'd just hurt more to lose you completely.
The sounds of calm and familiar footsteps made him leave his daydreams for a bit, there you were in all your glory wearing casual but very nice clothes. You always knew how to look good without even trying while he still looked like a mess, even after he spent a long time trying to look better than ever for this day. You greeted him with a smile just like the day you two met, it still was a bright as ever having that same vibe that yelled youth at anyone who was lucky enough to receive it. The brunette approached you and wrapped his arms around you like he always did when he saw you, telling you how he was glad you could come to see him.
You told him how you'd always do your best to spend time with him as much as possible, he simply blushed and looked away shyly for a bit trying to gain back confidence. He then looked you in the eyes and said he had to tell you something important, taking a deep breath he opened his mouth to talk but before any words could come out, the sound of a young child's voice sounded in the background. You two looked over in shock seeing a child who looked like a mix of the two of you running happily towards you two, they were adorable to say the least almost like a little angel who had bur's hair, your eye colour, your smile and his British accent.
“Mama, papa” the young child blurted out at you both and they hugged Bur's legs with their tiny arms, the brunette blushed imagining how it would be to have kids with you one day. You simply let out a small laugh when seeing the scene unfold, the child giggled cutely and made grabby hands towards you so you'd pick them up. You complied and they cuddled onto you while you simply smiled, you looked over at bur with a soft smile and noticed his heart eyes towards you.
Soon a woman and a man named quickly saying their child was the one on your arms and how they always seemed to run off to play, you gave them their child back and said bye to the kid with tenderness in your voice. You then looked over simp who seemed to still be quite charmed by how motherly you were with the kid, you waved your hand in front of his face to make him react. He blushed and said he was sorry for acting so weird and you simply responded "don't worry man, now what did you want to tell me?".
i know you dont usually draw simpbur with the dsmpburs but could you draw him with lmanbur please🥺? my partner(a simpbur introject) and i(a lmanbur introject) can't find art anywhere and its really upsetting
while i dont usually draw simpbur w/ the dsmpburs, the height difference is rly funny
I say i go for good personalty but then find a Incel of a character and just fall in love, i mean this character is a INCEL, hes crazy, nasty, crusty, hasn't showered in weeks, a Simp that donates all his rent money to gamer girls kind of man, this man is disgusting and a burden to society and he makes me FERAL.
niki and wilbur stimboard | including affection, hand holding, sweets, pastries, food, and slime | pink, red, white, brown
gift for a cc!niki and simpbur introject dating, can be interrupted /r or /p
🍰 ❤️ 🍧 // 💄 💞 💄 // 🍧 ❤️ 🍰
dni if transmed, terf, lgbtq exclusionist, anti mogai, nsfw blog, promotes harmful acts, participates in zoophilia/pedophilia/proshipping, hateful/toxic, basic dni critera
Simpbur: "Look at how cute these pens are."
Argbur: "Simpbur, that's gay."
Simpbur: "Argbur, we've been dating for -"
Simpbur: "Funny story, I made my coffee with an energy drink instead of water."
Lmanbur, very concerned: "How do you feel?"
Simpbur: "My heart stopped beating two hours ago."
I love ypur demon simpbur so so much!
Im wondering, perhaps its posible for a human to conceive with a demon? I can picture him being a little bit feral at the thought. And even if you cant conceive, he sure as hell enjoys filling you up, once and again, and again.
And maybe some time after, we can have a little visit from a certain family to see what the fuzz is all about???
Feel free to dont answer or continue this if u dont like ^^, english is not my first lenguage so srry 4 that. Can i also be ✨🐐 anon?
✨🐐, I am sorry it took so long to get this out but I loved it and it sat in my drafts cause I wanted to do this right.
Sure the idea of breeding you was in his mind, and sure it would take a one in a million chance for it to actually happen if you could conceive, but god the day you joke about it, having just managed to get him to cum seated on his cock hands pressed against your stomach feeling where he was buried in you, laughing and kissing his cheek as you joke about how with how much he had spilled in you and how often he had that it would be funny if you did end up with his child.
That one joke had almost broken him then and there, the groan he had released was feral, something that shook the bed and made the growls he had made while fucking you seem tame in comparison. The thoughts he had used back in favor of enjoying you as you were surfaced, making how he was still filling you that much more useful, as it meant the moment he was done thinking about what you had said his hand were holding your hips and moving you you lay under him, thighs being push up and back so he could fuck his cum deeper into you.
"You want me to breed you? To fill you up and fuck you full of my cum till it takes? I will, I'll fuck you till it takes and you'll know, you feel it, and then I'll keep fucking you, keep you full and stretched around my cock, let my cum drip out when you get fucked so full it spilled out from around my cock. Is that what you want? Say yes, say yes and I'll do it, I'll give you it all and keep you full..."
And keep his promise he did, fucking you day after day, always buried to the hilt with your hips lifted, keeping you seated on his cock after he came, keeping you full and stretched on his cock and when he had to go, had to leave you it was with something to keep his cum in, keep you filled with him even when his duties as a demon called. Most evenings were spent staining your sheets with a mixture of your cum and the excess that ripped from you when he finally finished fucking you, leaning back to admire how you looked.
Purring and wrapping his hands around your waist, fingers splayed across your belly as if you were in fact bred and he had been successful, murmuring sweet nothings and possessive vitriol as he dose, enjoying the way you whine, knowing that he will talk himself hard again, and then he will fuck you again, fill you one more time, just one more time he would whisper as you feel him begin to move again, knowing it would be more than one more time.
if ur going w drawing the burs fem/androg today wld you consider a (trans)fem simpbur for the introjects (its me im the introjects)
(and maybe a (trans)fem argbur for a friend insys. totally just a friend uh huh yep mhm)
((/nf for both ofc!!))
Ok 👍 theyre not that different
you, my darling are PERFECT.
In my eyes everything about you is adorable, and you NEED my love. As i NEED your love. i love you. and you love me right ? darling..
simpbur / incelbur stim board <33333
“im in love with an e-girl..”
simpbur w a reader with massive tits. like, the biggest. absolutely huge.
he’s feral and doesn’t know where to look LOL
Kay, I feel called out but okay let's go!
God he was fucked, you had walked into his apartment to study with his roommate dressed like that, the shirt barely covered your chest, let alone reached lower than your navel, it was perfect for the summer weather but god if it didn't have his mind racing. You often wore more covering clothes, so seeing you on display like this was new and it was going to drive him up the wall. You were going to be in his apartment, draped across his couch, lazing around in that shirt for the afternoon, there would be no stopping his mind from wandering.
Little would he know you were only wearing it for him, knowing that he would linger in the hallway to the living room to watch you as you stretched out on the couch, arching your back and thrusting your chest out on purpose to make the shirt ride up and show off the bottom of the bra you were wearing, so sure he would be able to see and maybe just maybe you would be able to finally push him over the edge.
To have him stop hiding in the shadows and watching from behind walls, to have him finally do something about this not so little infatuation he has with you, and your study partner had just given you the perfect excuse to tease a little more and maybe get your way, they had to go having forgotten they had an appointment and were promising to come back as soon as they were done, with the click of the front door you were left alone with your dear simp, and the real fun could begin.
His roommate had left, it was just you and him, just the two of you and that fucking shirt of yours that had ridden up even more, almost halfway up your bra and showing him so so much more than he could have hoped for. God, he was thankful for his door being at the end of the hall and able to see the living room, perfectly able to see how your hands moved upwards to push the shirt up further, exposing more of your chest and teasing him further.
While something in the back of his mind was asking why you were doing this, the rest was too focused on how his cock was pressing against his jeans, how he could not miss this chance, fumbling with his pants and with pulling his phone off its charger almost dropping it as he frees his cock, this would be devastating if he missed capturing it in video or in photos. Sure the recording would be tainted by the sounds of his panting and the slick sound of his hand wrapped around his cock but that could be a problem for later.
For now, all he cared about was the sight of you on his couch, chest exposed and hands dipping just barely below the edge of the cup as if teasing him with the possibility of seeing what he had fantasized about and only seen in stolen photos from your beach trips. If you really did pull the cups down he would riot, maybe he would even snap far enough to actually approach you, to make use of all the ideas floating around in his head and finally get to feel you wrapped around him.
The breaking point was when you moved, just slightly shuffling down the couch, chest now fully exposed and head turned to look at him, watching how he froze, smiling as you threw your bra down the hallway letting it land with a muted thud, winking before bringing your hands up to cup and tease him with your chest, waiting for the other shoe to drop in his mind and have him come bolting from his room.
im good! watching a butch of idiots do dumb stuff /lh - Simpbur
good luck with that! :)
Oh hi! lovely to meet you nick! how are you? - simpbur
lovely to meet you! ❤️ i am doing good, you??