#let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[stupidpop]

folie à deux............

[lelianaslefthand]

i thought putting she's my winona on winona's playlist was cheeky but made the fatal mistake of forgetting that any song off of folie a deux makes me start acting rabid especially she's my winona so now im like

[devouredflesh]

lets meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[melancholyghoul]

Consistently thinking of punk!eddie

I've been considering writing a fic where he performs at an alt bar on like Saturdays or something for extra money (roughly season 2 era), but doesn't tell anyone. Buck goes into that bar one night cause it's the end of Buck 1.0 and he's sick of his normal spots, absolutely shocked to see his coworker on the small stage holding a guitar.

Eddie holds his direct eye contact whilst singing lyrics such as :

My heads in heaven, my soles are in hell

Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

And

When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself

And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth

And

Wishing to be the friction in your jeans

And

I comb through the crowd, and pick you out

My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out

It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed

To I swear I say

To I swear I say

To hands between legs, to whatever it takes

To drinks at the club, to the bar, to the keys to your car

[...]

To the love, I left my conscience pressed

Through the keyhole I watched you dress

Kiss and tell

Loose lips sink ships

[forbiddentaako]

My head's in heaven,

My soles are in hell,

Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[chilegp]

My head's in Heaven, my soles are in Hell Well, let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

w.a.m.s. by fall out boy, featuring. fa14 through the years.

[fobnsfwdoodlesbackup]

Fob tattoo ideas

Cast them out 'cause this is our culture, these new flocks are nothing but vultures/

Don't feel bad for the suicidal cat, gotta kill them selves nine times to get it right/

Your eyes are blocking my starlight/

My head's in heaven my soles are in hell, let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[obey-me-headquarters]

Imagine Simeon all needy and wanting MC, but they're busy doing homework/studying and they keep ignoring him. It drives him wild and they only allow him to get off by humping their foot/leg, all while he's still fully clothed

Kinks: a bit of foot fetish as you play with Simeon using your feet.

Gender neutral reader, no genitals are described belonging to the reader.

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Out of all the words you could use to describe Simeon, you didn't expect needy to be one of them. Yet there was no better word to describe him when the two of you got into a relationship.

The Celestial Realm is strict with its rules relating to who angels could date and what they're allowed to do while dating. So Simeon hasn't had much experience with sexual intimacy, leading to him being a bit.... excited.

It was like a flip gone off in your angel after the first time you two had sex, and now whenever the two of you are alone he's constantly crawling into your lap, his wandering hands trying to tease you into having your way with him.

It was all very cute and very effective.

But sometimes you had Shit To Do and couldn't toss your Devildom history book to the side and fuck him.

Like today, for example, with midterms coming up you're far too busy busting your ass studying to even spare a glance at Simeon. Try as he might to distract you with breathy sighs, lust-filled looks, and bite-able hips, you just aren't having it. You came to Purgatory Hall to get away from the chaos of the House of Lamentation and study, not be distracted by a sexy angel.

You didn't know that Solomon and Luke are currently out. The sorcerer doing Diavolo knows what, while the young angel is at the Demon Lord's castle for his weekly baking lessons. Leaving you and a very determined angel all alone.

After the millionth time of Simeon "accidentally" dropped his pen and bent over to grab it, giving you a full look at his plush ass, you snap your Demonic literature book shut.

"Simeon", you hiss with clenched teeth. The angel in question looks over at you with excited lust filled eyes. Not too excited for long, you think with a sadistic glint in your eye.

"Since you're so determined to show off, why don't you kneel in front of me, hm?"

With a confident grin, Simeon obeys and kneels at your feet. With the gaze he fixes you with after he does, you think he'll do better as a succubus, tempting morals to corruption, than an angel. Yet you resist and pick up your Demonic literature book and try to immerse yourself in it.

Simeon tries to divert your attention by arching his back and leaning into your lap, but you stay steadfast and ignore him. Letting out a puff of disappointment he leans further into your lap until his nose is nearly touching your crotch. With slow, sneaky hands he reaches up to touch. His fingertips ghosts over your pant before you snatch his hands and hold them above his head.

"What do you think you're doing?" You demand, voice low and full of disappointment.

Gazing up at you through thick eyelashes Simeon does his best to look innocent, "Just want to touch you, Master. Please, may I?"

With a tsk you set his hands to lay flat against the edge of your chair, baring him from being able to touch you.

"No, I'm busy. If you're a good little angel and keep your hands here, I might play with you a bit."

Simeon beams up at you, flashing you a grin that says he would never even consider disobeying you before he nods. "Of course Master. I'll keep my hands to myself."

Well, that's definitely a lie, you think before returning to your reading once again, but this time you push your leg forward until it meets Simeon's clothed cock. The angel flinches at the action, but like the good sub he (sometimes) is, he doesn't make any move to rut against it. You reward him by tracing your foot over his half hard cock before focusing on your book.

As the minutes tick by all that can be heard in the room is the ticking and toking of the clock and the rise and fall of both of your chests. With the angel's slowly getting more and more breathy as your leg presses against his hardening cock but remains unmoving.

Simeon shifts ever so slightly against you, seeking out that delicious friction for his needy cock but you simply move your leg back, cutting off all contact between you two.

"Master why?" Simeon whines, gazing up at you with pleading eyes.

"No moving, either you sit still and let me touch you or you don't get touched at all."

With a petulant sigh, he obeys and composes himself. After taking a moment to verify that he isn't going to move you return your leg to straddle his crotch.

This time when you return to your book your angel sits still, even as you feel the front of his pants get wetter and wetter. A spark of desire flashes through your own body and you decide to reward the well behaved angel by slowly shifting your leg up and down. Small mewls and whines spill out of Simeon's lips, but following your command he makes no movement to thrust against you.

Now thoroughly distracted by the pretty sounds, you glance over from your book to Simeon. His pupils are dilated, the black of his eyes spreading and eliminating nearly all traces of his irises. While his mouth hangs perpetually open as drool tickles down his chin and onto your chair. Soft breathy moans slip out of his spot shinning lip as his tongue hangs loose.

Swallowing down your own desire you pretend to focus on your book when your attention is on anything but it. Silently you remove your shoe from the leg that's currently in between Simeon's thighs before rubbing your foot against the wet patch staining his pants.

"M-Master!" Simeon groans, and you shush him.

"Quiet, angel, I'm trying to read." You're definitely not.

Slowly you move your foot to the top of Simeon's cock before leisurely trailing downward. You hear his breath catch in his throat, but he makes no move to chase the sensation, likely knowing that you'll remove your foot if he did, and he wants anything but that.

When you get down to the base of his dick you apply just the slightest bit of pressure against his balls, knowing that he likes a little roughness. Simeon groans at the feelings, head falling against the edge of your chair with a quiet thud.

Gripping your book so hard that you'll swear it'll tear, you move your foot upwards until the sole is flush against the entirety of his dick, your toes peaking over the tip.

"You know for an angel, I thought your dick would be a bit bigger." You remark.

Simeon whimpers at your words, and you hear nails scratching against wood as he claws at your chair.

Pushing him backward Simeon falls back first against the floor of his room as you stand to loom over him. Your eyes meet, yours carrying a sadistic glint in them, his rolling back in pleasure, both full of lust. All the while your foot never once strayed from its spot against his dick.

Easing off his cock just a bit, Simeon cries out in alarm, and you grin before pressing your foot back down.

"What a needy little thing you are, trembling against the floor like a cat in heat just because I'm adding a little pressure to your dick."

"I would say it's a bit more than a little press-"

"Quiet now, the grownups are speaking. I never thought an angel, a creature of the Lord, a being made of light and justice, would shamelessly wither against the foot of a human.

"Tell me, do you like being beneath me?"

Grinding your foot down on the slit of his dick, Simeon squirms below you, throaty gasps and whines slipping out of his lips. Unrelenting you press downward until he chokes out an answer.

"Y-yes! Oh Master I love it when you dominate me! When- when you show me my place."

"And where is your place?"

"Underneath, ah, it's always underneath you, Master!"

"Good boy."

And you realize.

With one final grind, Simeon spills into his pants, soiling them even more. As he slowly catches his breath you raise your foot off of his now soft dick and wipe away the mess onto his pant leg. Still gasping for breath Simeon stares up at you like the cat who got the cream.

You've been tempted.

"You naughty little angel."

[mallwalker]

i'm a young one stuck in the thoughts of an old ones head when all the others were just stirring awake im trying to trick myself to fall asleep again my head's in heaven my soles are in hell let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well hurry hurry you put my head in such a flurry flurry oh freckle freckle what makes you so special what makes you so special i'm gonna leave you (ooh ooh) i'm gonna teach you (ooh ooh) how we're all alone (all alone) how we're all alone oh oh guild me build me it's your club so let me in knowing how heartwarming it is inside your skin my head's in heaven my soles are in hell let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well hurry hurry you put my head in such a flurry flurry oh freckle freckle what makes you so special what makes you so special i'm gonna leave you (ooh ooh) i'm gonna teach you how we're all alone (all alone) how we're all alone oh oh (oooooooh ooh ooh ooooooooooh ooh ooh ooooooooooh ooh ooh ooooooooooh) hurry hurry you put my head in such a flurry flurry oh freckle freckle what makes you so special what makes you so special i'm gonna leave you (ooh ooh) i'm gonna teach you (ooh ooh) how we're all alone (all alone) how we're all alone oh oh

[rhinco]

when fall out boy said "my mind is a safe and if i keep it in we all get rich, my body is an orphanage we take everyone in" and "i'd promise you anything for another shot at life" and "but i must confess i'm in love with my own sins" and "let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well" and "i don't just want to be a footnote in someone else's happiness" and "i wanna scream i love you from the top of my lungs but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me"

[carhengeapocalypse]

Was thinking something about "my head's in heaven my soles are in hell let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well" and how Dean and Cas have been in all of those dimensions

And then i looked at the lyrics and w.a.m.s. is just a whole destiel song huh

[sexyhorsegirl]

I’m a young one stuck in the thoughts of an old one’s head and while the others were just stirring awake I’m trying to trick myself to fall asleep again my heads in heaven my soles are in hell so let’s meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[melancholyghoul]

Will never not be obsessed with the insane and hardcore flirty line in w.a.m.s of

My head's in heaven, my soles are in hell

Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well

[silly-lil-scribbles]

WELL MY HEADS IN HEAVEN MY SOLES ARE IN HEEEELLLLL ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ SO LETS MEET IN THE PURGATORY OF MY HIPS AND GET WEEELLLLLL ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[devilbrakers]

my head's in heaven, my soles are in hell. let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well....

[ao3feed-loustat]

by SucerLeSang

"Shh, shh. You're such a good boy for me, aren't you, Louis?"

Louis nods. He's giving in. He's relinquishing control. He's putting his trust in Lestat's hands. He's waiting for the angels to cover their eyes.

Words: 6274, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lestat de Lioncourt, Louis de Pointe du Lac

Relationships: Lestat de Lioncourt/Louis de Pointe du Lac

Additional Tags: Buckle up this may as well be kink bingo, Top Lestat de Lioncourt, Service Top Lestat de Lioncourt, SIMP Lestat de Lioncourt, Bottom Louis de Pointe du Lac, Power Bottom Louis de Pointe du Lac, Submissive Louis de Pointe du Lac, Power Play, Power Exchange, Watersports, Breeding, Breeding Kink, mpreg fantasy, Puppy Play, Kinda puppy play...? Probably not in the way ur thinking, Filthy, Kinky, Kinky but sweet, Subspace, Heavy Subspace, Light BDSM, They fuck nasty but they also love each other, Warning: The smut is GRATUITOUS!!!! u see the word count??? Yeah half this shit is they fuckin raw, Anyways I need Louis knocked up barefoot pregnant back to back to back, Not Beta Read