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My Pope Cody headcannons - 18+, MDNI!

୭̥Pope Cody who loves to spend his days between your thighs. He often makes you late to work or to pick lena up from school because he can't pull himself away! ୭̥

୭̥ Pope Cody who buys you everything you want. He knows you have your own job but he gets off on being able to provide the woman he loves with everything she could ever want and you're not complaining! ୭̥

୭̥ Pope Cody who possessively stands with a hand on your waist or ass anytime you guys are out in public. He trusts you, you know that. He just doesnt trust the disgusting men that always look your way when you step outside in anything revealing. ୭̥

୭̥ Pope Cody who has a staring problem. Even before you guys started dating he would burn holes through your clothes, your head and any other men who would even breathe near you. Now that you guys are together, he uses the same stare to defend you against creeps in public. ୭̥

A 18+ Radiostatic fanfiction

Part One/Part Two

Words: 1,428

Warnings: Explicit language, dubcon, 18+ scenes

This is the end of this series for now, but I might make a sequel in the future? Anyway, more smut this time, enjoy!

When Alastor had taken Vox’s old body, he hadn’t thought much past using it as the occasional punching bag, or finding a way to humiliate Vox with it in the future.

Imagine his surprise when it first started moving.

For the first week he had kept it in one of the hotel’s closets, checking on it almost constantly.  But after proving without a doubt that Vox couldn’t see or hear anything, he moved it to his tower with… mixed results.

He’d often come back to find it on the floor, or attempting to move about.

Despite these inconveniences, Alastor quickly grew accustomed to the headless body, even venting to it from time to time.  It was like the early days of his and Vincent's friendship, except without those annoying quirks that had driven them apart in the first place.

He had even taken to dressing him up in those sweaters Vincent used to wear and taking him on walks around the hotel.

It had started to become so integral to his days that he would walk with Vincent everyday.  But he had to start limiting them after almost being caught by Charlie.  It turns out it’s much harder to hide a body when it continues to move about.

He has a sneaking suspicion that Angel knew after an off comment, but the spider knew better than to say anything to Alastor directly.

Alastor had been thoroughly enjoying his new companion until tonight.

Alastor wouldn’t call himself the jealous type.  No, to be jealous you had to care.  What Alastor would call himself was possessive.  He liked having this little part of Vincent all to himself, to control completely and utterly.

He had been writing the script for his next broadcast when Vincent’s body had started to move from the relaxed position Alastor had arranged it in.  It arched, baring its neck in a way that Alastor did not like.

With a pinch to the side the body had jolted and stopped its suggestive movements, making Alastor grin.  “See?  It’s so much easier when you behave isn’t it Vincent?”

He had left his tower to help Charlie was another one of her ridiculous escapades, thinking that while the earlier incident had been peculiar, it wasn’t going to be a recurring problem.

That was until he returned home to find Vox’s headless body gripping onto the couch, shaking as it thrust its hips into the air, grinding into nothing but its jeans.

Alastor’s blood ran cold, unable to move past the doorway.  He stood there, cane in hand as he watched Vox’s body twist and writhe, trying to grab onto someone that wasn’t there.

He could see the exact moment Vox’s hips stuttered, cumming from seemingly nothing and ruining the jeans Alastor had so carefully dressed him in.

It had taken an enormous amount of will power for Alastor not to rip apart the body then and there, but he had never been one to recklessly destroy something that he could use.  No, Alastor had waited until he calmed down, and then made his way across the room.  He sat down, and waited for Vox to go completely still.

When Alastor was absolutely sure that Vox was done he walked over to the limp body, gently running his fingers down its chest.  His claws barely caught against the wool, a mere caress compared to what’s to come.

Alastor had never been completely sure if Vox was still connected to this body in any way, but after tonight he more than suspected.

 He slid his hand down to the crotch of Vox’s jeans, his earlier discharge seeping through and ruining the pair Alastor had so carefully picked out.

“If that’s how you want to be, I guess I’ll just have to take matters into my own hands.”  Alastor hummed, unbuttoning the jeans.

Alastor himself never felt the desire to be intimate with anyone, and he doesn’t think he ever will, but the idea of tormenting Vox like this… Well, it was too good an opportunity to pass up.

After getting Vox’s pants off and spreading his legs, Alastor had just stared for a moment.  He couldn’t help but chuckle at what he saw.  He knew Vox created all his own bodies to be “perfect”, but the streamlined black and blue cock reeked of desperation.

Alastor slowly wrapped his hand around it, leaving it there as he marveled at how large it was in his hand.  What does Vox even do with something this big?

It slowly started to harden under Alastor’s attention, and when he squeezed Vox’s body started to twitch.  Good.  He could only hope that wherever Vox was now, he was awake to feel what was happening to him.

Alastor waited a minute, watching as an off colored substance started to leak from the appendage.  As it increased, a bead of it dripped down the side and rolled over Alastor’s hand.

He wrinkled his nose with disgust, but didn’t stop.  No, the slight twitching of the hard cock in his hands told him what he was doing was working, even if it was disgusting.

Alastor laughed as Vox’s hips desperately tried to twitch up into his hand, and Alastor quickly stilled the movement by digging his claws into Vox’s hips.

For a moment longer Alastor just stared.  Somehow, he felt more powerful than he ever had, with Vox squirming under his touch.  A new feeling of power fueling, he slowly started to move his hand.

The cock was surprisingly warm under his touch, twitching and leaking with every completed stroke, the fluids making each glide of his hand smoother.

Alastor couldn’t help but to chuckle.  “So Vox~  Is this how you imagined it when you asked me to be your partner all those years ago?  Did you think of me as some cheap whore like that pest you keep in your bed?”

The fact that Vox couldn’t respond only fueled Alastor’s sadistic enjoyment.  “That’s right, you’re mine. You always have been, haven’t you?”

His pace increases, and he lets Vox thrust up a little, enjoying how eager he seemed for Alastor’s touch.  “That’s right… go on.”  He purrs, noticing the tension forming in Vox’s body.

Vox’s cock twitches once more before releasing, spraying Alastor in the face and ruining his clothes.  “Ugh-”  Alastor pulls away to wipe off his face, but jolts as Vox’s body suddenly sits up.

He doesn't have enough time to pull away as Vox’s hands shoot out, grabbing Alastor by the shoulders and flipping them, efficiently pinning Alastor to the couch.

“Get off of me you uncivilized brute!”  Alastor  exclaims, reaching out to smite him, only to find his staff well out of reach.

Luckily, Vox doesn’t try to kill him straight off. Instead, he places one hand on Alastor’s chest, slowly moving the other one up past the first, feeling the cloth under his fingertips give way to the soft flesh of a throat.

Alastor could easily throw off Vox, restrain him and go back tormenting his former “friend”, but he hesitated.  After all, it might be entertaining to see what Vox decided to do next.

So instead he relaxed, laying back and letting Vox wrap his hand around his throat.  He chuckles, and Vox flinches as he feels the vibrations through his fingertips.

Vox releases Alastor’s throat, slowly trailing his hand further up until he reaches Alastor’s lips.  His fingers trace over them, feeling the shape of Alastor’s smile.  As Vox connected the dots, he moved his hand upward, finding the deer ears he had dreaded.

Vox’s body freezes, making Alastor wonder if it had malfunctioned before it collapsed in a heap, trapping Alastor.  He laughs after a moment, a look of endearment working its way onto his face as he holds Vox’s old body.  “Still can’t handle me after all these years, eh Vincent?”

Vox sits up abruptly, gasping for air.

His whole body was sweaty and messy, covered in his own cum.

If only Vox had known who it was from the start, he wouldn’t have started the disconnection process.

He mechanically goes about cleaning himself up, his mind racing.  Alastor had his old body.  Alastor had given him a hand job.

He almost short circuits imagining what it must have looked like.

After cleaning up and heading back to bed, he’s almost unaware of Valentino rolling over in his sleep and snuggling up.

TwoTime x Reader headcanons 😈

[[that one Tyler the Creator "random disclaimer" clip because I've been in relationships like this irl and holy fuck are they exhausting]]

I'd do it for Two Time though what huh

canonically very ill in the brain to the point it's viscerally unsettling to the other survivors.. keep that in mind...

highkey looks like they're on some kind of stimulant. shaky shaky shaky

inverse thousand yard stare. like it's the same thing but instead of looking off into the distance they're just hardcore staring.

also regular thousand yard stare. tbh. ngl. https. sdiybt.

obsessive obsessive obsessive obsessive

does not help that they're losing the ability to deny how fucked up and fictitious the cult is..

lowkey replaces it with you

they will literally die if that hole is left empty so... it's you. good luck.

not healthy. at all. but it IS very genuine.

love love love love love love love love love love love love love loves you regardless of this unfortunate circumstance. like their loves for you is not there to fill some void it's VERY real. in fact the whole reason it's You they choose to devote to instead.

probably the most insane thing you'll ever go through. if you thought they were unstable within that cult.... I am so sorry.

not even a velcro dog, bro is a velcro puppy 💔 it's actually so bad they're fully convinced they need you to survive

will absolutely have at least one severe indescribable mental health episode. obviously episodes are not particularly uncommon when you are mentally ill but this is different. this is a whole new form of existential, horrific psychiatric breakdown.

not sure what you expected from a fella realizing their entire life and belief system is a fabricated lie 😞

100% has bouts of paranoia (at best)

literally constantly needing reassurance about everything, predominantly the fact that you love them.

God forbid you're also mentally ill. the codependency will go even crazier. hashtag trauma bonding.

that said they are literally one of the sweetest and most loving partners you could possibly ask for. may not always have the words to comfort you, but you can feel what they're trying to say. they're always here for you.

like actually you can't even use the bathroom. the most privacy you'll get is them pressed against the door like the most pathetic anxious dog ever. you can't tell if it's endearing or problematic. (the answer is both)

the ONLY times (haha) they depart from you are very brief and honestly selfish but that's ok. it's only when they need to use the restroom and can't convince you to hang around, when they need to #jorkit without making you uncomfortable (how polite), or when they're being creepy secretive (stealing things you won't miss like hair for their totally normally not at all concerning or illegal collection.)

watches you sleep.

100%.

even if they're tired, they're fighting to stay awake longer than you. partially for some odd sense of security, knowing you're safe and not leaving them. but also so they can stare at you.. totally has absolutely zero images of you stored anywhere..

insanely touchy. gets so upset when you need space. might learn to understand, ESPECIALLY if it's from overstimulation.. but not even they can make themselves stop staring at you with intensity and standing as close as they possibly can without getting absolutely slimed the fuck out

will 100% do ANYTHING for you with a smile.

I'm not a big fan of calling anyone a yandere because of the insanely corny connotations... BUT if you called them that you would be very factually correct.

prefers to isolate you (not a problem for me I already am ‼️) as opposed to murder, it's just so much safer. can NOT handle the mere thought of someone taking you away from them, and it does not matter how much you reassure them they do not have the self esteem to not feel threatened.

it's not that they think you'd do that to them, moreso that you'd realize how much better off you'd be with someone else. it does not matter if you're fully and completely devoted to them like they are you, they are SO scared that you might be happier with someone else that they just won't take the chance (haha chance).

probably has your name carved somewhere on their skin did y'all hear something

gets straight silly with it when they're not fighting unfathomable demons. :3 coded even. gooberpilled if you will.

speaking of getting silly with it..

NSFW section oooooooooo (not genitals described for anyone)

giggles blushes and twirls my hair.. I know everyone says they're fave character whimpers but like. they literally do.

whines and grunts too..

varies between pure noise with zero dialogue and yabbering disaster

very commonly manic and incoherent I cannot lie to you guys. you will not be able to understand them a good amount of the time.

mostly about how much they love you and all the reasons why. a lot of sweet nothings

freak freak freak freak freak freak freak

oh also. switch and vers... just btw....

does NOT care if it's biologically impossible, they WILL be getting you pregnant.

leashes (both ways)....

you joked about them being your dog to someone once and they almost busted right then and there

{that one cynthia gif} the concept of being yours and you being theirs....

oh absolutely has a thing for body worship. like not even consciously they just do that. you are essentially God in their eyes, why wouldn't they?

does NOT know how to respond when those roles are reversed and probably looks like they're seeing alien spaceships (i saw....... alien spaceships.... above my house......)

unfortunately they have already melted and are currently dissolved into your skin. sorry

they can be your'e angle (gentle and easy)... or yuor devil (take a wild guess).....

^ depends on how they're feeling. they love taking their time and savoring you, just purely romantical and utterly enamored. but you just feel so good, they can't help losing control! :( it's not their fault.. you understand, right?

you will never not be covered in all sorts of marks. bites, bruises, hickeys, crescents from their nails digging into your skin, sometimes even minor cuts and gashes....

doesn't mind roleplay, but you HAVE to be yourselves. can get really into it depending on the scenario, too..

remember how they like to watch you sleep.... may I propose somnophilia....

I am legally obligated to make it consensual as to not romanticize assault... I uh. do nooottt have any sort of trauma kink that would make me want to imagine otherwise.. but you can use your imagination...

usually just plays with you, but does sometimes like to wake you up to a um. nice little surprise. won't do it very often if it doesn't wake you up, but that doesn't mean it never happens

repeating the pregnancy thing again.. really really really wants kids with you... does converse with you on it first, of course. that doesn't mean they're happy to be told no, but they respect that. your reason are incredibly like beyond valid anyways like that would be such a horrific idea oh my Lord 💔

honestly just takes that to mean they have to prove to you that they can be a good parent 💔💔

they would not mind being the child bearer but really likes to imagine it as you..

I don't think being pregnant would be good for them. like at all. that shit comes with so much mental health decline it's actually crazy

... maybe I shouldn't get pregnant either

they get off like crazy to carving into your skin, but it would take a good amount of reassurance that it's okay and they're not actually hurting you in that way.

secretly has a thing for s/h but also really doesn't want you to start doing that to yourself so it's. a little! complicated tbh

please tie them up and/or let them tie you 🥺🥺🥺 please

small thing for choking.... retweetable

period...... sex.......? 👁👁

if the literal creator came out and said Two didn't have a thing for blood I just wouldn't believe them idcidc

oh also their libido kinda depends. they're highkey a freak on main, they love the shit out of you and orgasms are like scientifically really beneficial in terms of making you feel better. but sometimes there's literally just too much on their mind to actually get into it