#purgatory hall

[shootingstarrfish]

luke was never seen again in public after this

[equestriagirl16]

Luke: Sorry MC, Angels do crazy things when they miss someone.

MC: *picking him up* You wanna know a secret?

Luke: What?

MC: I missed you too. *kisses him on the forehead*

Luke: hehehehe!

[mammomlette]

MY OWN OBEY ME ADVENT DAY 3!!

Christmas tree decorating with (og) purgatory hallll. I imagine they decorate strictly in December, mostly because my brother used to tell me an elf dies when you decorate in November and I feel they would take that sentiment seriously even if they knew it wasn’t true LMAO

No angel on top of the tree because I feel as angels that would be a tad creepy to see your brethren stuck on a tree

[beelsari]

Simeon resisting lust

First I want to say thank you all so much for the love on my other two short fics!! You can find them here it’s very encouraging and I have a lot of ideas in the work!!!

I’m also open to suggestions!!

On to this piece! Simeon is such a sweet pure angel, but you have corrupted his thoughts.

Lmk if you want a part 2 to this!!

TW: Very Suggestive, Borderline Smut

Simeon is one of the most important angels in the celestial realm. Being an angel means remaining innocent, free from impure thoughts and actions, something Simeon has never struggled with, until he met you. At first his simple crush was innocent, as he saw you as the true embodiment of an angel, pure and radiating innocence. He would let his imagination run wild with sweet dates and things you’d say to him that’d make his heart skip a beat. The innocence didnt last long. In class one day, Simeon was talking to Asmo, the farthest person from innocent in devildom. As they were talking before class, you walked in, as beautiful as always with a huge smile when you see both Asmo and Simeon. That smile melts Simeon, he swears there is nothing more perfect than you, from your soft gentle figure to your sweet loving personality, Simeon would do anything for you. As you got closer, Asmo pointed out to simeon how much tighter your shirt is today because mammon shrunk it in the dryer. Simeon immediately went rigid while looking at you. That was the first time he ever looked at you in an impure way, but it certainly was not the last. He stared at your soft chest poking out of your shirt due to its new size. The way your stomach and waist were restricted and imprinted beautifully in the shirt. His gaze moved to your soft lips in a smile just for him. He wondered how beautiful your lips would look in other places…. he shook his head, trying to rid of these dirty thoughts, but he was visibly flushed and could barely look at you. You get closer to him while putting your hand on his head, in an action to check if he’s sick “Simeon, are you feeling well?” You ask with worry. Simeon is so torn, you’re so innocent and wholesome checking up on him but all he can look at is the view down your shirt thats right in front of his eyes. You soft hand on him makes it so hard not to pull your body into his. What is he doing? He’s an angel for gods sake!! He can’t do this to you!! he raises his head and shuts his eyes “i-i’m okay MC, thank you-u!” He stutters out completely flushed. Asmo is smirking behind him, loving turning the great angel Simeon’s thoughts impure. For the rest of class Simeon can’t think about anything else but how soft and supple your thighs look while sitting on your chair. He subconsciously was wishing your skirt was much smaller to see other intimate places of you, but he’d never give in to that as he doesn’t want to ruin your innocence or his own for that matter. As the class is dismissed Simeon runs for the door, he has to get to the bathroom before anyone sees the massive bulge in his pants just from looking at your legs. He gets to the bathroom and locks the door, having to “deal” with himself. “Im so sorry MC I just can’t help it, you’re so irresistible” he moans to himself while pumping his cock in a stall. thank god no one else is in here to see the state he’s in. He finishes fast to an imagination of your face below him and quickly cleans up. For the rest of the day he feels guilty, like a dirty pervert, but also needy, he needs you so bad. He’s completely torn, what should he do??

[solomiracle]

coughs. when if simeon becomes a demon purgatory hall could actually be the first big step of diavolo's plan. a human, angel, and demon are all a family and they love each other so much :)

[lemonsyourdem0n]

NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 51 SPOILERS

protective purgatory hall my beloved

[ayo-radsss]

Rado, I'm staying at Hol now

... Solomon burnt the purgatory hall.

For the fucking fifth time this week.

Help-

Damn. Again?

Did your set of enchanted playing cards survive?? I liked it the last time we played.

Anyways yeah we have space here! :D

We can show Solomon some pics to warn him :))

[cozycryptkeeper]

⛧𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑⛧

obey me's purgatory hall in the sims 4

Purgatory Hall was originally called Cocytus Hall. But, Cocytus Hall collapsed and had to be rebuilt. After it was rebuilt, it was renamed as Purgatory Hall.

𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑 sims 4 build [cc free] 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

𝖓𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

► 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘

► 𝖇𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒𝖘

𝖌𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙

𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘 𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉

Disclaimer: This is Cocytus Hall re-imagined for Purgatory Hall. If you're curious about the other rooms and towers in the build, I recommend checking out the masterlist for Cocytus Hall! This thing is MASSIVE and there are bound to be mistakes (windows not aligned, clipping, NOT PLAY TESTED) so please give me some grace lol.

[asmotheavatarofhorny]

simeon/mc fluff,  “aw, sweetheart you know you don’t have to ask...come here.”

"Anything for you, Angel.”

🔔

Thank you for requesting :) I realize this is very heavily implying MC asking for a hug, but I decided on changing it up a little lol. Hope you enjoy~

----------Warnings----------

Simeon x MC

GN!MC

Romantic/Platonic

Mentions of MC having a bad day

Only a teensy tiny bit of angst at the very start

Mostly fluff<3

You loved it here. You loved the Devildom, you loved the demons, the angels, and even the human sorcerer. But sometimes things just got to be too much. Sometimes you needed a break, despite wanting to be the best. Being the best... It was something you had strived to be from the very minute you were born. 

You weren’t a neglected child--but you always needed the limelight. You longed to be in charge even when there was no need for a leader. Some people would say you were an attention seeker, and others... They would agree. And so did you.

All your life you had imagined people looking down on you, even though they weren’t. And when you were thrown into the Devildom against your will, surrounded by people who were above you in rank--hell, even above you on the food chain. You hated it.

You guessed that was why you were so nosy in the first place. So desperate to make something of yourself that you ended up actually succeeding. At least.. You wished it was that way. You had pacts with the 7 demon brothers, sure. But sometimes... It all just feels.. Useless.

Why would you go to all this trouble for people who have tried to kill you over and over... and over.... and over... You knew they loved you. They said it all the time, and you loved them back. But sometimes… you had

Doubts.

Today was a particularly bad day. You had felt fidgety and out of focus the whole morning, eventually opting to skip breakfast and head to RAD a couple hours before everyone woke up.

You wanted to walk over by yourself, but you knew the brothers would protest if they knew. That’s why you snuck out the window. And maybe it was a bad idea.. but you felt safer knowing that you had all the 7 demon brothers ready to save you if things got out of hand. No lesser demon, no matter how stupid, would mess with you.

You walked down the cobbled streets, the puddles from the nightly Devildom rain illuminated by the soft lamplight. Where you’d expect to hear crickets in the human realm, you could hear the squeaking of bats or the hissing of some kind of insect in the Devildom.It was unsettling when you first came, but you got used to it as time went on. 

The cool Devildom breeze carried fallen leaves across the ground and around your feet. The wind fondled your hair and calmed your nerves for the time being.

Why didn’t you do this more often?

As you approached the school you could hear the conversations of loitering demons hanging out with their friends before classes started. You stepped up to the door of RAD, noting the lesser demons shuffling to get out of your way.

This was a normal occurrence of course, but it kind of threw you for a loop now you were alone. You had always assumed they were getting away from whichever brother you were with, not you.

You swung the large rickety door open before being hit with the smell of dust and what you could only describe as “old building smell.” It was almost comforting.

Walking the mostly empty halls, you decided to camp out in the library. Maybe I can get extra work done, You thought as you turned your phone light on for some guidance. The most annoying, and yet endearing part of the Devildom is that they didn’t use lightbulbs for whatever reason.

You would have to conjure fire somehow to light one of the many candles, which you felt too drained to even attempt, let alone succeed in doing. Man, did you wish you had bought one of those lighters you saw when Mammon had taken you out shopping.

You had pointed them out because of the dollar pattern on them. They were perfect for him, but he didn’t smoke and knew enough magic to conjure a fire of his own even if he did, so you ultimately decided on not getting them.

Suddenly, you saw your DDD screen light up, almost blinding you in the dark room.

Has anyone seen MC? -🐍

You sighed in annoyance at Levi having discovered your disappearance. You supposed it was about time, seeing as they should all be up and ready to have breakfast in a few minutes..

No, are they not in their room? -🐱

Just looked. I’m on cooking duty today and went to wake them up for breakfast.  -🍔

“Awh, Beel..” You cooed at the sweet demon.

MC’s missing?! - 💄

Looks that way. -🐱

They aren’t in the attic either. -💤🐄

Wait, Belphie, what are you doing awake at this hour?! -💄

First of all, it’s 8:00, and second of all, how could I sleep with you guys spamming the chat like this? -💤🐄

I haven’t seen them either. Mammon’s practically hanging off of them at all times, have you asked him? -🍷

Oh good idea lolol. -🐍

Speaking of, where is Mammon? He’s been suspiciously quiet this whole time. -🐱

He’s probably asleep ROFL. -🐍

“What idiots… They’ll probably take a good several hours to find me..” You thought aloud. You yawned as your eyes started to feel heavy. It was warm in the library, and you had waken up at the break of dawn—well, it would be if the Devildom had a dawn. You felt yourself slowly fall asleep to the rhythmic buzzing of your silenced DDD. The vibrations on the table pulling you deeper into slumber……

“Hey, MC.” 

Your eyes flickered open, vision still blurred from sleep. The previously pitch black room now had a soft candlelight glow, which illuminated the soft smile of a certain Angel that had woken you.

“Simeon…?” You mumbled, recognizing the face.

“Mhm,” he hummed, “Everyone’s been looking for you.” He explained with a sweet voice, he spoke softly if you were fragile and could shatter with one wrong word.

“Oh…” You blinked your eyes tiredly, remembering the brothers’ conversation earlier. “Ugh…” You groaned in annoyance, “I don’t wanna go to class..” You pouted, earning a chuckle from Simeon.

“School is over for the day, darling.” He let himself smirk slightly at how your eyes widened at that. You looked away for a moment, seemingly in thought.

“Mm.. Simeon..?” You asked quietly, still too tired to really be considering what you’re saying.

“Yes, Angel?” He replied, waiting for you to continue.

“Can we go back to Purgatory Hall? And can we m-maybe… cuddle when we get there..?” You asked shyly, praying he wouldn’t decline.

His small smile seemingly doubled in size, “Aw, sweetheart,” he cooed, “You know you don’t have to ask. Come here.” He picked you up bridal style, chuckling slightly at how you squeaked as your cheeks flushed.

“I wasn’t expecting you to pick me up.” You giggled.

He smiled again, laughing along with you.

“Anything for you, Angel.”

[satsuma-saturn]

hii i hope you feel better <3 maybe a cute fluffy fic/scenario of simeon and mc baking together and like mc gets frosting on their face AHDHDH i would love to see your take on it !!

A/N: I intended for this one to be the same length as the Lucifer one, but once I started writing, I couldn’t stop. Also, I’ve never written for Simeon before, so I hope he isn’t terribly ooc. In case anyone is curious, I never proofread my fics b/c idc, I literally just do this for fun. Anyways, enjoy!

Taste of You - Simeon x Reader

It was a not-really-a-date that was most definitely a date. Simeon invited you over to Purgatory Hall to bake some treats. No reason in particular, he’d said. Luke, the resident baker of Purgatory Hall begged and pleaded to bake with the two of you, but Simeon held his ground and gently let him down. The young angel went over to the Demon Lord’s castle instead, to bake with Barbatos. You would have to give some treats to the demon butler as a thank you for taking Luke for the afternoon, allowing you to have some alone time with Simeon.

At the moment, you were knocking on the front door of Purgatory Hall. After a few seconds of no response, you reached up to knock again, but right as you raised your fist, the door swung open. Your raised fist was now aimed at Solomon’s face. Tempting, but no.

“MC! What brings you to our humble abode?” The sorcerer inquired, tilting his head.

“Ahh, I’m here to see Simeon. He invited me over for some baking,” you replied, a little sheepish. You’d expected Simeon to answer the door, so you were caught off-guard when Solomon appeared.

Nodding, Solomon took a step back, gesturing for you to enter the dorm. “He mentioned that. I think he’s waiting for you in the kitchen. I’ll be in my room if either of you happen to need anything,” he said. With a small smile, you entered at his behest, hearing the door shut behind you. “Oh, I did some baking myself recently. Only Raphael has eaten anything, but the cookies are quite good. I highly recommend.”

Gulp. “Well, since Simeon and I will be baking, we will probably be eating our own treats. Too many sweets would make me sick, but thank you so much for the offer, Solomon! If you happen to stop by the House of Lamentation, I’m sure Beel would enjoy whatever you’ve cooked up!” You were practically sweating, trying not to be rude, but also trying not to die.

Again, the sorcerer nodded. “Ahh, right! Too many sweets would be detrimental to your health. I will take you up on that other offer, though. I’ll have some cookies packed up for you to bring to Beel. Not all of them, though, since I still want to eat some and so does Raphael.” He clasped his hands together. “Anyway, Simeon is waiting in the kitchen.”

You smiled, genuinely that time. “Thank you. Feel free to have some treats when we’re done.” With that, you left Solomon in the foyer.

Peeking your head into the kitchen, you spied Simeon hunched over a cooking book. “Simeon!” The angel raised his head at the sound of your voice, a pleasant smile spreading across his face at the sight of you.

“Ahh, MC! I was wondering when you would arrive! Come in, I was just looking for a recipe for us to try out!” He patted the space next to him and you eagerly joined him.

Once you were seated, Simeon spoke again. “I was looking at this strawberry cake recipe. Here.” He pointed at the opened page, an elegant cake pictured alongside the recipe.

“Let’s do it!” You grabbed an apron off a nearby hook and tied it on top of your clothing. Simeon was already wearing one.

Soon, the ingredients were out on the counter and Simeon read out the instructions to you while you mixed. Dry ingredients were first, then wet. Soon, you had a smooth batter, ready for the oven, which was preheated. Simeon already grabbed a pan for the cake batter and greased it, so you picked up the bowl, prepared to pour the mix in, but paused for a moment. The cake pan was heart shaped! A soft warmth spread across your face as you grinned at the revelation.

“Is something wrong, MC?” The angel inquired, his face written with slight concern.

“No, I just got distracted by the cake tin,” you replied, turning your head to look at him. Simeon smiled but didn’t say anything else. You turned back to the pan and poured in the batter, tapping the pan against the counter to flatten the mix. With that done, you picked up the cake pan and placed it in the oven, setting a timer to help keep track of how long it needed to bake.

Once the cake was completed, it was placed in the fridge to cool off. It was time to work on the frosting. Again, it was left to you to mix the ingredients while Simeon read them off. While you were mixing, you lost control of the handmixer, sending frosting flying everywhere, including all over yourself! A hand settled on top of yours, clicking the mixer off.

“Are you okay, MC?” Simeon asked, handing you a hand towel. You nodded, taking the towel gratefully, starting to wipe off your hair and face. Before you could finish, though, the angel swiped this thumb across your cheek, coating the digit in frosting. He brought it to his mouth, taking a taste of the frosting. Smiling, he said, “It’s sweet. Want a taste?”

Eagerly, you nodded. “Yes, I do,” you replied. With the remaining frosting on his thumb, he wiped it across his lips. He then took your hand in his, cupping your chin with his free hand. Softly, he pressed his lips against yours. It was euphoric, the feeling of Simeon’s lips on yours, paired with the unmistakeable sweet taste of frosting.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” The shriek startled you as you yanked yourself from Simeon. Standing in the doorway of the kitchen was Luke, who was beet red from the scene he just laid his eyes on.

“Taste testing frosting,” Simeon replied. There was a light blush across his cheeks as he spoke, but he kept his cool. His hand still held yours, though you were turned away, blushing and hiding your face from the embarrassment of being caught. “How was baking with Barbatos, Luke?”

“You said you were baking, not eating each other’s faces,” Luke accused, ignoring his guardian’s question. The angel beside you sighed softly.

“Luke, sometimes two people like each other a lot and they express that by kissing,” he replied, squeezing your hand in a reassuring manner. “Since you’re here now, would you like to help us decorate the cake? It’s cooling off in the fridge now.”

By then, you calmed down and turned to the young angel, who was gleefully nodding. His anger apparently suddenly forgotten. “Yes, I do want to help!” You smiled and waved him over.

“We have to make a new batch of frosting, this one got all messed up. In the meantime, I am going to start cleaning the kitchen, since it’s a mess,” you said.

Luke rapidly shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, MC! I’ll clean the kitchen!” He exclaimed, helpfully. The boy just seemed excited to be spending time with two of his favorite people. Though he’d interrupted you two, you were also happy, having been able to spend quality time with Simeon.

All in all, it was a good day.

Bonus:

After returning to the House of Lamentation, you brought along half of the cake, along with a large bag of cookies. Offering up the cake and cookies, the brothers dug in. After eating the cookies, all of them immediately died. The end.

Okay, they didn’t actually die. However, it was immediately obvious who made the cookies and they did get food poisoning.

[sheepamongdemons]

Hey, Solmare, what Is it with Simeon constantly saying he's Luke's grandpa? Why that dynamic?

[equestriagirl16]

MC: *chillin in Purgatory Hall after dealing with some of the brothers’ bs*

MC: *sigh* Guys are so dumb, promise me you’ll never be one when you grow up Luke.

Luke: *just tryin to decorate some cupcakes* I’ll..try?

[sweetbrier2908]

im not crying you are

[comforthouse]

[Purgatory hall n' mc! ]

Prompt: What if mc was hit with a flirtatious spell?

Mc: *shows solomon something dangerous*

Solomon: oh my god mc where did you get that from?!

Mc: when i fell.

Solomon: you fell? Wh-

Mc: -for you.

[solomiracle]

there's so much evil in the world... poverty, war, the fact that the purgatory hall gang doesn't have canon nail polish colors... what a harsh reality we're forced to live in

[bellamer]

Honestly, if I was really in Obey Me, I'm moving out of The House of Lamentation. Like nah, Lucifer has tried to kill me at least three times, Beel has almost accidentally killed me, Levi has tried to kill me, Satan has threatened to kill me, and all the demons treat me like I'm less than because I'm human so.... yeah, I'd move right into Purgatory Hall, don't care if y'all ain't got another room, Luke has a couch in his room, I'll make due with that. Diavolo and his whole "We all have to get along in the celestial, human and demon realms" bullshit can kick rocks.

Mammon and Beel can come over but those other dickheads gotta stay at the house cuz till they figure out their issues, I am not Bob The Builder, Handy Manny or Fix It Felix, figure y'all shit out while I'm hangin at purgatory hall with the boys.