Nikto X Reader Angst Drabble

Nikto x Reader Angst Drabble

You love Nikto. But Nikto does not love anybody.

Word count: 829

Allusions to smut! Readers are warned for mentions of NSFW.

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"I do not love you."

You're bent over, hands clutching the bedsheets, fingers bunching up the fabric in a shaky, white-knuckle grip.

Nikto, who had been thrusting into you, was still, as still as a statue, and, although you cannot see his eyes, you imagine them to be stony, the expression under the metal mesh plate of a mask stoic, unresponsive. Disgusted.

Five words. Just five single syllables, whispered in a voice that is hoarse from groaning, gravelly and rough like always. A voice which belongs to Nikto, the voice that you had hopelessly fallen in love with, despite how reckless of you it was for you to grow accustomed to it, to be comforted by it. To find solace in it.

You hadn't meant to let it slip. You really hadn't. It was in the heat of the moment, even though those feelings were anything but. Those feelings were a fire, and Nikto the fuel, a finite source that you should have known better than to extract from.

He would be gone for weeks, for nights, months at a time, deployed on missions with intel classified to you. You never knew what would happen, what was the goal, where, and why. What you would know is that Nikto survived each time.

And what you do know is that you're a toy for him to be used, abused, and reused, dumping weeks' worth of semen into you.

You enjoyed it. Nikto enjoyed it. Really, it was meant to be no strings attached — just a case of arriving at your apartment when least expected, the intensity of his gaze enough for you to realise his intentions, and you'd be bent over the nearest surface before you could do so much as blink, clothes discarded haphazardly on the floor and half-naked.

Nikto did not exert warmth. Not comfort, nor love. Stoic and stone-cold, his heart a hard rock incapable of oozing love for anything, his mind irreversibly damaged and traumatised, he was incapable of emotion, of feelings. Incapable of reciprocating your feelings.

Aftercare was nonexistent. Every careful caress of his scarred skin, every tentative touch on an area that is sensitive, even the merest of kisses that appeared too intimate, too affectionate, too full of care, were swatted, spat on, and chastised. Nikto's nose scrunched in utter disgust at the prospect of intimacy, and he positively felt sick to his stomach whenever you mistakenly kissed him, too lost in the moment for the consequences of such a mindless action to register.

You were meant to be a toy. And that's all you are. That's all you are, you repeated, was reiterated, was reinforced.

Yet, you longed for more. How fucking pathetic of you to think that Nikto could offer you more.

"I..."

Licking your dry lips, you swallow the build-up of saliva in your mouth, throat bobbing up and down as you do so. Although drool had collected at the corner of your mouth in pleasure, saliva built up from guilt, from shame, from humiliation.

You lie through the skin of your teeth, thankful that your facial expression isn't visible to Nikto from this position: "I— I-I didn't mean it in... in that way. You— you know that, Nikto."

Tears collect in your eyes. Why couldn't you have contented yourself with the sex? His presence? His existence? Why did you have to fall in love with a man who would never, ever love you?

"I meant— I meant I love what you're doing. W-what you're doing to me. J-just— it feels so, so good."

He grunts in acknowledgement, and you gulp a little too audibly for your liking, blinking profusely in the hope that you convinced him enough.

His callous fingers tangle themselves in your hair, fingertips scratching your scalp — not fingernails, because some are missing. It never warranted an explanation because you didn't deserve one.

The silence is deafening. For those seconds, you don't dare breathe. Your eyes are wide, panic-stricken, and you're mentally praying for any salvation, for any mercy — anything.

Finally, Nikto's grip on your scalp loosens, seemingly satisfied with your answer, and he resumes his thrusts, grunting into your ear again.

A quiet moan escapes your lips, and you squeeze your eyes shut, willing the tears to go away.

"Good," he laughs, laughing a cruel, callous laugh, apathetic. "And I love it when you keep that mouth shut. So keep it shut, or I'll cut that tongue out if you keep letting such shit leave that goddamn mouth."

You feel so pathetic. So ashamed. So humiliated.

And you are. You really are.

But you can savour his touch for a few moments more, lose yourself in the pleasure for a some more thrusts, orgasm some more, until Nikto decides that he is satisfied, and abandons your apartment to return to the barracks.

And who knows? Maybe this is the last time he will ever come back to you — abandon your apartment forever without a word of goodbye.

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Haven't written in a while, but this came to me as I was on c.ai, and the inspiration was so strong that I wrote this all in one sitting lolol 😝

Still obsessed w Nikto behind the scenes. I am on my KNEES 🛐, PLEASE GIVE ME MORE NIKTO CONTENT I AM IN NEED 😭🙏😭🙏😭🙏 IDC IF YOU DO NOT FOLLOW ME OR KNOW ME TAG ME IN ANYTHING I NEED IT SO BAD 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

Anyways although this isn't my headcanon, it suits Nikto's character, and as tragic it is for me to imagine this, it's pretty accurate (I would say)... 🥲💔

Me rereading this and seeing 10+ grammar errors and typos:

Okay okay I have to ask, what’s your fav head canons of Nikto then? I love hearing other people’s ideas and head canons of cod characters ^^ 💕

Ngl, i get inspired by other people's headcanons, and i make headcanons off THEIR headcanons 🥲👍… I'm unoriginal 😔💔

SOOOO, im “” Tagging”” (by that i mean putting // after the @ so the original creators dont get the notifcation for this LMAO=) blogs whose own works inspired me to create my own headcanons 🥰❤️

General Nikto Headcanons ❤️

Word Count: 1,584.

Tag List: ♡ @simpforkonig ♡ @rustic-guitar-notes ♡ @best-soup ☆ @lotionlamp ♡ @trepaika ☆ @luci4theminorannoyance ☆ @happy-mushrooms ♡ @nightlyvoids ♡ @skeletalgoats ♡ @aethelwyneleigh27 ☆ @arrozyfrijoles23 ♡ @dobaddo ☆ @the-second-sage ☆ @wil-xyz ☆ @revnatheshadow ☆ @feelya

Allusions to NSFW beneath the cut! Readers are warned.

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Blunt and straight to the point. Sees no rhyme nor reason in beating around the bush and sugarcoating his words. As a result, he can be viewed as insensitive and lacking in empathy.

Impatient, and has a short fuse, so blows up often. Only you are able to be the calm after his storm, subduing him with soft reassurances and whispered words.

To say that he is possessive would be an understatement — he is extremely territorial.

After his torture, he is wary of the few things that he posesses and can actually call his own (you). His biggest phobia is losing you, and his irrational fear is someone stealing you away. Any prick unlucky enough to not catch on to you two dating will be lucky enough to survive the beating that he is given.

On that note, he is simultaneously self-assured, and insecure.

His mask is a part of him, and personal. It will take him months for him to shed said part of him.

Constantly fears that you will leave him once he reveals his face to you, so puts it off for as long as he possibly can. The day that he takes off his mask, only for you to be so casual about it and passing it off as your day-to-day, is the day that became cemented in his hard, stony heart.

Has conflicting views towards marriage. On the one hand, is an official document declaring your relationship really so necessary? Isn't an expensive wedding superfluous, and too sensational? To him, all of that is redundant — he's yours, and you're his…

…On the other hand, a glistening ring on your finger invokes a primal desire to make you more his than you are already. It would be a declaration of a love which even death wouldn't do part. Maybe he should pay more attention to the rings on display at the jewellery stores you pass by when shopping occasionally together.

An introverted man, who finds solace in solitude; excluding you, his partner, he has no companions, and rarely associates with anyone else. The voices in his head are bothersome enough, so why does he need additional voices bothering him? With that said, you would think that your presence would be a bother — especially with your mindless chatter when Nikto doesn't grunt at the idle small talk at times, wholly unresponsive for the majority of the time — but the moment you give any indication of leaving, he seizes your wrist, his cold, icy eyes silently pleading for you to stay. And you do. You always do.

Bringing me onto my next point: he is a good listener. Your ramblings are all that to you; ramblings. To Nikto, however, it's his chance to unpick all the information about you, down to the littlest of details. You wrongly assume that your words fall on deaf ears, but he listens, and he memorises every opinion you have, every statement you make, and even the small anecdotes that you share, which becoming engraved in his brain. He goes over every sentence religiously, as if it was the Bible.

He has an exceptionally good memory, tending to remember things that you had forgotten. Mention something that you craved in passing? He would surprise you with it the next time you bring it up. Alluded to someone who insulted you and ruined your day? Well, it would be no surprise that that person would never ruin your day ever again.

He is like a cat in the sense that he is an unwanted stray. However, when you came to want him, it dawned on you that he was no cat, but a panther. A predator — savage, vicious.

He would kill for you, no questions asked (He has already done it, but you don't know about that. After all, you hadn't asked him that question yet, only in jest. Truth be told, he has made so many death threats that you have become desensitised to them, dismissing them as nothing more than that: threats).

He would have died for you (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE @//charliemwrites’s DEPICTIONNOF NIKTO IN THIS SCENE??????? HAD ME ON MY KNEES 🛐💍🧎🏼‍♀️ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE VI NEED HIM SOVBAD); however, when you were hyperventilating as you sobbed and were close to reaching hysterics, that's when he realised that he should value his life more.

Incredibly stealthy. You've seen his execution animations… 🤒 Uses that stealth to sneak up on you whenever your guard is down to smack your ass. 🤭

Insomnia troubles him at night, the relief of sleep rarely coming to him; therefore, he tends to be nocturnal, buying groceries and going about the usual errands you would have otherwise done during the day. When you wake up, that empty fridge is magically stocked with your favourite food, your bear snoozing sometimes — most of the time he stares at you like a creep. 💀 /aff

When he does sleep, it tends to be during the day, and it's almost as if he is a bear entering hibernation

He sleeps like a plank — on his back, his arms by his sides, and his legs straight. You'll curl onto his side, your head on his chest, his legs between your core, and a strong arm wrapped around your waist.

Snores. REALLY loud. 😬 ONLY when you are in his arms 🙄 — when he sleeps alone, he is eerily silent.

Subsequently finding him laying in bed, still and silent, you were sobbing, thinking that he died in his sleep. Finally, after minutes of shaking him awake, he opened one eye, and grumbled groggily: “Дорогая, shut up. I am not dead. Not when I have you to live for. Now, come.”

Once he is asleep, good luck getting him to wake up again; unless you somehow manage to disentangle yourself from his arms — only then, when his myshka is missing, does he begrudgingly get up from bed, stand outside the bathroom door, and whisk you back to bed, willfully ignoring your complaints.

Proud of being your protector. Always has his hand[s] on you in some way or other, protectively keeping you by his side.

Has 20/20 vision, and perfect hearing.

Don't mistake his opening of pickle jars and water bottles for you as chivalry — he is taking advantage of it to show off his muscles for you. Doesn't want you to ask if you want to cup a squeeze of his bicep — when he sees you staring, he will forcibly take your hand and put it on his arm, positively smirking beneath that mask of his.

Has a staring problem and is unashamed of it. From his point of view, there is no problem in staring at you all day and every day.

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Eye contact with him is intense. Whenever you avert your gaze, he instantly grabs your chin to angle it so it's facing him. Eye contact during sex is a given.

Despite not wanting to be a father, he has an insatiable breeding kink (does not care whether you are a female, a male, an infertile female, or other — he is delusional in that sense).

Although he isn't against children per se — mainly indifferent to them, if I'm honest — wouldn't want to pass on the generational trauma onto his brood. He would prefer his bloodline ending with him.

His dirty talk is so filthy that you get wet from just his voice and innuendo. (Thank you @//xoxunhinged for your headcanon 😫💦)

His animalistic instincts are so prominent that you've become convinced that he purrs whenever you stroke that sensitive spot on his scalp, and growls in between grunts as he thrusts into you.

Is rough, leaving dark hickeys and bruises, but he would never, ever hurt you. He's rougher than most, but has sufficient self-restraint to be realise ahead of time if he is making you uncomfortable.

You are his deity, and he worships you — if he was to ever hurt you, he would enter a state of loathing. Since you were a merciful God, he would take the liberty of punishing himself — retribution suited to his crime.

One time you two were play wrestling and he almost dislocated your hip on accident. He didn't touch you again for at least two weeks, until he finally considered himself worthy of your touch.

Is dominant in bed, for two major reasons: because he prefers exerting the control which was forced upon him, relishing in having you submit to him; manhandling you to showcase his strength

A third reason is because if you were to ever top him, he'd cum embarrassingly quickly.

Probably gets off to being stronger than you. Deliberately puts you in positions which render you powerless, only able to take what he gives you.

Whenever you enter his room, he always sits in the darkness. Insists: “I do not need lights. Lights are wasted when I can see in the dark.”

Which is true... but it is also a pretence to hide the concerningly detailed shrine taking up an entire wall, dedicated to you. You'll come to find all of your lost trivial belongings when you mistakenly flick on the light switch.

His loyalty and devotion is unparalleled to any other's. He is utterly and unashamedly down bad for you, and he is willing to do anything and everything to keep it that way.

Thankfully, he doesn't have to do much, because you, too, love him. A lot.

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A/N I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIMI NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEEDH IM I NEED—

Yeaah i thought comparing him to a panther would be cool 🐈‍⬛

“Guard dog” and just anything to do with a “dog” is an overused trope to me at this point 😐. Dont get me wrong!!!! , it doesnt mean that i dont LIKE the trope!!!! , but my own interpretation of Nikto is a little different, abd i think it suits him better,, Esp bc panthers technically 🤓☝️ do *not* exist, which links to how the definition of his name in Russian is “Nobody” :)

An unconventional animal for a very unconventionally attractive man😽,,

Anyways, it is time for a cigarette 🚬🤏😪. I will return in approximately 56 business days (trust me guys 😋✌️).

"What do you mean you don't need it? You wanted it yes? I'll get it, your wants, my needs."

...

Watching your screen with you as he barely focuses on it, his mind preoccupied as his ears tune into the sound of your breathing.

Alive, unharmed.

And only then will he allow himself to sleep, his body a shield for you. Protecting you from the outer world, whether you like it or not.

...

AAAAJDJDJEJEJAAAAAALALDKDKEIEIEJDJSNS 😭😭😭😭😭💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!! 🥹🥹💓💞💞💕💓💓💞💖✨💖✨✨

SOFT NIKTO HCs Kinda! ! ! + Short scenes!!

I need him to fuse with me

Tw: mild mentions of possessiveness, overprotection. Spoiling, ooc nikto.

Nikto who doesn't struggle on pda because he's been through enough. Why would he waste time acting edgy when he could make sure you never have a reason to leave or run away?

"Come now lyubov', it's not safe to be far from me."

He says while his grip on your arm will be firm but never harmful. No matter what, even if he's mad its always firm, never painful. Fingers always interlaced and his scars act as added friction to keep your hand in his.

He doesn't even do it on purpose sometimes. If you ask, he will let go of your hand, reluctant nonetheless. But still, who is he to deny you a wish?

He wouldn't deny you of anything, years of torture had bared him of most preferences. AHe thought that as long as it wasn't cluttered it was fine.

Until he saw your room. Vibrant and alive, brimming with life, the room was loved.

He swore he could feel his heart squeeze.

He will buy you everything you want, everything. If you stare at something for a little too long he will buy it, he doesn't care that you say you didn't need it.

"What do you mean you don't need it? You wanted it yes? I'll get it, your wants, my needs."

On your birthdays he will buy you anything you look at, the only way to avoid a shopping spree is to stay inside yet even then anything you say in casual conversation will be bought.

"You wanted a weighted blanket, what else do you think this package is? Explosives? Not in our home, not with you moy lyubov'."

Acts of service and gift giving is almost always. To the point that it becomes a norm for you, good. He was aiming for that.

Shoot for the moon and catch a star brighter than any other.

His voice changes when he talks to you, especially at night. What can go from a,

"What do you think you're looking at?", To strangers to

"Absurd, no amount is too much to spend on you, love. Now you let me put it in the cart.>:(", to you.

Then at night he will be silent, preferring actions over words as he shifts closer to you on your shared bed.

His mind tired and foggy from the ordeals of the day as he wraps his arms around you. Chuckling a deep laugh that echoes through his whole body as he hears you complain, his arms are blocking your view.

Watching your screen with you as he barely focuses on it, his mind preoccupied as his ears tune into the sound of your breathing.

Alive, unharmed.

And only then will he allow himself to sleep, his body a shield for you. Protecting you from the outer world, whether you like it or not.

Nikto my beloved 💕💕

(Also good luck with the rest of your exams ^^)

Me when Nikto:

(i actuallt need him so bad ... 🥵🥵 My obsession with Nikto is worse than the one that i haved for König 💀💀💀💀)

Thank you anon 🥹🥹💞💞 !!

Maths Non-Calculator tmr 😀

I swear if theres ANY CIRCLE THEOREMS, COMPLETING THE SQUARE, OR GRAPH TRANSFORMATIONS itll be my 13th reason why... 😁🔫

Have a nice day/night ☺️💓 thank you for the kind message !!!!

Edit: this is my 250th post lol 😱😱

SAVE ME

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WHY IS HE SPEAKING SPANISH?????????????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 TEARS ARE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE I SCRUSLLY CSNNOT BREAYJE 😭😭😭💀💀☠️😭😭💀

HELP 😭😭😭😭😭😭

YA NO ES "Nikto 🇷🇺", SINO "Nadie 🇪🇸" LMFAOSIDHEUEBJDJRJWEF NO PUEDO RESPIRSR 💀💀💀😭😭☠️☠️☠️ ESTO ES UNA PUTA MIERDA AJAJAIAJAJSJJSHFJDJFJFGGK ¡¡¡¿QUÉ ESTA DICIENDO ESTE TÍO?!!! 🗣️🗣️

DJEIFJEIBFJDNDKSNSKAJWOEJRMSMSKSNDKSNDJEBSISJSKDNDIEJWODJAKDJSJHDSKNSKSNEKANDSJSNJENDJSNDJSHDAKEJSISOJSJSSKNASIJER

THABK YOU+!!???!? 1????N!!???? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭PLEASE THATS SO SWEEYDBSJDJSJNDJSDND DID **NOT** EXPECT A COMEMNT ABOJT THE TEO PIECES OF ART I POSTED AND FORGOT ABOJT 😃 (😭💞💞😭💞😭💞💞😭💞😭💞💞😭😭💞💞😭💞😭😭😭💞😭😭😭😭💕💞💞)

Yah imma be honest i dont keep up with the drama but when i heard what was going on i was like 😨. The artstyle is cool 🥲👍, but it makes me view the creators and the whole FANDOM different 🤮

Also why is red and orange so accurate tho ☹️ i dont like it HELP

YOU💜💜💜💜 — I Lurk And Like Reading Your Posts And Let Me Tell You The Shit You Cook Sometimes Has Me Like: 😈😳😼🤯🥳🥴😱🙀😻🤭☺️👏🙌😎💪🔥💯

(I'd say a *little* bit of black too 😶 — your nsfw posts 🤨🤔🧐🤒😳)

@aethelwyneleigh27 — RED, but blue bc not only are your stories (for the most part) wholesome and cute, but your writing style is so pleasing to read 🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🩵

@puff0o0 — BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE BLUE 😍😍😍💙💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵💙 (now UNBLOCK me on Discord 🤬🤬😡 or you won't see König in your dr 👹👹👹)

@dobaddo — BROWN AND PURPLE!!!! 🤎🤎💜💜🤎🤎💜💜(I saw all of your messages but i could not respond because i was hyperfixating on doing these reblog games and jf i closed tabs I KNEW this shit wouldn't save bro 😀 PLEASE DO NOT KILL ME=)

i’m curious!!!

(idea stolen from nerflufser lmao)