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sorrowsofsilence · 5 months ago
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she’s too cute i can’t
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tokyicons · 10 months ago
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poppy (singer) icons please?
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ostdreamseeker · 14 days ago
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The Queen of Hell is a merciful God
Poppy x Noah Sebastian
Explicit!! Minors DNI
Word Count: 1,622
Tags: Devil x Worshipper, Poppy is the Devil, Masturbation, Male Masturbation, Vaguely public, Worship, Handjobs, Not beta read, Minimal dialogue
Read here on Ao3
Other notes: Poppy's appearence is based on the end of her comic, Poppy's Inferno
Disclaimer: this is fiction and not intended to be an actual depiction of these people, their actions or their relationships in real life
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Since he was a little boy, Noah found himself driven to the callings of the hells, despite his peers and such's opinions on the situation leaving a rather sour taste in his mouth, the stories he’d heard of genuine love and acceptance made themselves comfy in the back of his mind and in his teenage years he’d grown even more comfortable in their company, slowly building his own altar and worshipping in his spare time. He found himself quite attached to the devil herself, the Queen of Hell, Poppy.
The temple was cool and dark and the winter air had slipped itself through the decrepit brickwork, the barely there breeze nipping at Noah’s skin. It was an old temple left to disrepair, a place of worship for the devil herself where her followers were driven out of town by members of other religions that didn’t agree with their chosen path, despite how inclusive they all claimed to be and so very, very accepting. What a bunch of bullshit. Since he was a little boy, Noah found himself driven to the callings of the hells, despite his peers and such's opinions on the situation leaving a rather sour taste in his mouth, the stories he’d heard of genuine love and acceptance made themselves comfy in the back of his mind and in his teenage years he’d grown even more comfortable in their company, slowly building his own altar and worshipping in his spare time. 
From what he’d read and seen, the devil was gorgeous, with long dark hair that faded to blonde tips at her waist and eyes that were like voids in themselves and the crystal crown that tied her all together, a woman that could kill Lucifer and take his throne from beneath him. Perhaps he was in love. With the devil? Ridiculous. He was but a teenage boy seeing a gorgeous woman, it was normal to feel this way. To wish to dedicate his whole life to her, to yearn for her acceptance and approval, to craft a shrine to her in his room and attend temples to worship her, even if he wasn’t quite accepted anywhere, even those churches that claimed to accept all faith’s and views on life. Loving the Devil was a bit too out of their usual range.
As time passed it dawned on him that perhaps he wasn’t just a horny teenage boy, still in his late 20’s he found himself putting aside part of his life for her, his heart aching for the deity. It’d gotten to a point where it ruined the concept of any romance for him, any dates felt futile, a waste of time, and no one ever came close to how the devil held up in his mind. 
He’d found this temple from old news articles and blog posts, a temple designed specifically to worship the devil herself, a place of worship that used to be kept with regular services and such years and years ago before the community was driven out and the place found itself abandoned with everything that resided inside being left behind. Thankfully, no one had dared to demolish it, the building still falling under the historical building code that prevented its demolition or redesign for different purposes, although the significance surrounding it usually put people off the area anyway. The bricks were starting to crumble and it was lucky the roof was still standing with the way the grout between the bricks had almost entirely disintegrated with age and violent protests against the building, thankfully only a few vandals had also taken to the place so as much as it was naturally falling apart it still remained and incredibly elegant and alluring building. Until you saw the signs of devil worship that gave the vast majority of the population the heebie-jeebies.
Yet, Noah snuck his way in, the place giving him solace and respite as he came to stand in front of the altar that still miraculously stood standing at the head of the room. Hopefully, his bandmates believed his excuse to sneak off on rehearsal day, something was clawing away at his heart today and he just knew he had to be here. He needed to see her. He needed to see Poppy. He took place at the altar, clasping his hands together as he prayed for a moment, the silence around him filling with warmth as he did. She was a merciful good, showing her appreciation and respect easily, it was clear she was still tied to this building heaving, able to connect with her subjects from such a simple gesture. Noah sighed happily, relieving himself from his prayers the warmth continued to weave its way around him and eventually made itself comfortable in his chest, burying itself under his ribcage and dispelling throughout his body.
“Poppy.”
Her voice slipped from his tongue almost sensually, the warmth that spread through him got to him and he ended up on his knees. Ah. So it was one of those times. It’d be a lie if he said he’d ever stopped loving her, it was more beyond it than he thought he’d ever be, but here he was, finding himself growing aroused by his own worship and the acknowledgment of his god.  She was pleased, he could feel it, the sensations on his skin feeling like warm breath against his flesh, he swore he could hear her giggle as he grew hard, a noticeable bulge in his pants becoming more defined by the second. Thankfully, he was alone. 
“Poppy-”
The warmth just skittered across his skin, she was such a tease as the sensations pooled in his stomach even deeper and his blood rushed to his cock. Noah looked around the room, he knew they were alone, she knew they were alone, but he still needed to be sure, making sure no one had followed in behind him or his bandmates had been tagging along to see what he’d really been up to, this wasn't the first time he’d called out on them and surely they were growing suspicious by now. He gently rubbed his cock through his pants, head tilted to the ceiling and his eyes fixated on the magnificent light fixtures that were well beyond their glory days.
“Is this what you want, Poppy?”
Noah swore he could hear a happy hum through the air, he had her full attention and he was ready to serve, give her all that she desired even if it was purely for her own amusement and entertainment, even if it came at his own expense, thankfully he had no shame when it came to her needs.
He rocked back onto his heels, making himself comfortable as he undid his pants and slipped his cock out, the cool air pressing into it until his internal warmth rapidly took it over and brought it to full hardness. Noah was completely lost in the love for his god already, it was ridiculous what he was doing, sitting on the cold and dusty floor of a rundown temple, pleasuring himself to the thought of the devil while winning over her appreciation. It felt good- And he’d barely touched himself. Honestly, if he stayed for long enough and let his mind wander he could probably get away with releasing hands-free, but that wasn’t his intention right now, he was on a time limit, well, at least vaguely, lest he leaves his bandmates to come looking for him which would be far from idea right now. Those thoughts quickly slipped from his mind though, laying himself back further he pressed a hand against the concrete behind him to steady himself, laying his body back further for the god to take as she pleased, he was an offering in himself and so was his body as well as his pleasure. 
The brunette gripped himself firmly now, jerking up and down his sensitive cock, running a thumb over the top as it began to leak precum in just a few strokes. Oh he wasn’t going to last long, especially not with this incessant giggle in his ear and the temperature of the air around him, it felt as if he was breathing in some sort of an aphrodisiac, his senses all heightened and his touch feeling almost foreign. Pleasure sparked under his grip, he didn’t dare to touch himself anywhere else or else risk overstimulation, this pleased her and he knew it, he could feel it in his soul and his bones as his pleasure heightened with each stroke. He moved faster, hips thrusting lightly with his motions as he stared at the roof, it was as if he was making eye contact with her, the way he bore his eyes open for her, if he tried hard enough maybe he could see her, hells, his mind was cloudy enough that he just might. 
“Poppy, please...”
Noah was close already, the heat rapidly becoming too much to bear as he bore himself to his devil in their own little secluded part of the world, he was for her eyes only right now.  His pace grew faster as he felt his balls tighten, too close now, far too close. 
“Poppy, may I?”
With that the warmth around him felt sharp, prodding at him and wrapping around him, constricting like a snake. That was her approval. The heat went straight to his dick, coiling around the base as he reached the edge, pleasure spilling over as his hips bucked up into his fist hard enough that he was sure that he left bruises on his pelvis alongside the creamy streaks that now ruined his shirt. It was such an intense sensation, it was so good- Hells, he’d never came like that before, the coiling heat feeling as if she was there, helping him cross the line and his soul slipping to the other side momentarily, he collapsed back onto the ground, the cool concrete regulating the feelings in his body as the warmth that tickled his flesh began to dissipate. 
Oh, he’d never get off so well again in his life. 
Perhaps that was her intention, her way of keeping him coming back to her and her alone, the Queen of Hell was a merciful god.
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mare-avatars · 1 year ago
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✧.* Poppy (Moriah Pereira)
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warznymph · 2 years ago
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BLOODMONEY 🩸💵
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marinaandtheselenite · 2 years ago
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Poppy - Stagger (2022)
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noppythinkr · 3 months ago
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if only he knew…..
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memorycardviii · 10 months ago
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Moriah Rose Pereira ( cr. MEMORY CARD VIII ) 
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ikvgai · 9 months ago
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kitycult · 4 months ago
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poppy at aftershock 2024 🖤
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lyricissm · 3 months ago
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vital - poppy
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sorrowsofsilence · 15 days ago
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a mfing queen (thanks bryan and alana)
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skelterp · 4 months ago
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© Skelter
Poppy - they're all around us Gifs From the video
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fmlopla · 6 months ago
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Been in a bit of an art block so to try to break it I drew the warlords (+ Sengoku and goat) from memory with a 2 minute time limit for each character
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cadencewishes · 2 months ago
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There's a crazy little girl doing dangerous things and she's being called out by those who fit in ♡
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warznymph · 2 years ago
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I Disagree - Poppy (2020)
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