Op What The Fuck

Op what the fuck 😭😭😭

This is so beautifully written and such a beautiful scenario. I want Nikto to find peace such as this 🥹

Its been done, he's resigned. Theres nothing else for him to do. No more missions. No more.

His eyes are sunken and his bones are heavy. He knows taken care of and thats the greatest privilege he could ever get. Never guaranteed, but with you. He knows.

For his life, his sins, would they matter more when he is in your arms? Warm and alive, no longer a cold corpse.

Revived by your care. Once a lifeless body turned into the man you love, its the only thing he could ever want. To live without want and dreams. Its the best ending.

Lost to the sea of his consciousness, theres no more use for him. His job is done and he'll be back into your arms, he'll be where he belongs. He has never been happier, even as the tears stain his mask and your clothes. He's in the only place he'd want to be. 

He's back home. Back home with you. There's no better place to be one with himself.

Back with himself.

"I'm home moya lyubov'", his voice cracks when he weeps with joy because he's alive. He's alive and he's with you. His knees fall from weakness but he doesn't care to reprimand himself. He doesn't care anymore. He's back in your arms forever. Its the only thing he wants. A life with you.

"Welcome back Nikto."

He's back. He's back.

Imagine taking Nikto's cigarette from his deformed lips to snatch a kiss from him before poking his cigarette back in between his mouth.

Like, he's just sitting alone with the bottom half of his mask clipped up so he can take in his daily dose of nicotine, malnourished lips making him unable to have the best suction so the cigarette burns before he's even done with it.

But when you managed to sneak up on him smoking away on cheap cigarettes, you couldn't help your greedy fingers as you creeped up and snatched it. Nikto was damn about ready to jump you, but seeing that it was only you, his beloved friend and coworker, he could let it slide. Just this once, he tried to convince himself.

But it became routinely. He'd pull out a cigarette and light it for himself before handing it to you for you to take a drag. While tobacco wasn't exactly a favourite of yours, you only took a drag simply because Nikto had put his mouth on it before you.

An indirect kiss, perhaps?

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Nikto who fr would hug you even if you're sweating or he's sweating. Like I just know he'd see you come back from a sport or an activity, maybe the gym and you're all sticky from sweat but he still wants a hug so he gives you one anyway. You gonna be like "But I smell!" and he'd be like "Congratulations, 95 percent of the population can smell things too. Hug, now." And he'd full on take the stinky hug cuz he's so happy you're back :)

Frr. The man sees sweat on you like some sort of gift. A very stinky gift nonetheless a gift. This is due to the fact he is a territorial son of a bitch, something about the way you smell that just makes him pull you close into a hug and take in a deep whiff.

"I'm literally sweaty Nikto."

"All dried up."

He says it as an excuse but it really doesn't explain his actions.

The moment he comes back from the gym and he's off to pull you on his lap, covering you in his scent until you know exactly what he smells like.

He does it mindlessly too so it doesn't matter if he's just come down from heaven itself he's laying on you and taking in a good stench. Turning into a makeshift weighted blanket because he falls asleep after intercourse to trap his partners if he likes them enough.

Nikto: Scariest guy alive

Me: I will call you... kultalintuseni (my golden bird)

I will give him sooo many cute nicknames and because he can't speak Finnish he has no idea what I'm saying 🩷

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He may be the scariest man alive who has committed countless atrocities against/upon people + various war crimes and is a violent terrorist who kills people for a living and is known to be severely mentally ill...

...but he will always be my cutie patootie pookie schnookie cookie wookie bear... 🥺🫶... 🐻🍪🤎

Need him to breed me w his babies.....👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨,, COUGH wait whqt who saidyhat

ALSO I LOVE FINNISH FOR THAT WORD WHAT 🥺🥺🥺 THAT'S SO SO SO CUTE 🥹🥹💘💘!!!

Imo Nikto would hate Hate HATE nicknames. Hearing his teammates use them around each other grates on him; thankfully, he doesn't hear any of those directed at him. Not anymore. Not after what happened to the last guy who did 💀...

...but hearing terms of endearment from you? Those... aren't so bad. They're bearable.

(He loves them, because they come from you.)

Heheheh

Op this is such a good fucking headcanon OMG

I can't stop thinking about Nikto being a melodramatic bitch, you can't talk to this man for shit.

Like you're trying to plan a date:

"Hey baby are you free tomorrow?" You ask with your phone pressed between your ear and your shoulder, comparing packages of chicken for dinner. You know he eats a lot. "No man is free when he has to work for a living," Nikto tells you without a hint of hesitation, "but we are available."

or he cuts himself helping with dinner:

He holds his sliced finger up to the light, inspecting the wound while your eyes widen. He seems to sense you panic, probably with the way you're furiously googling "how to tell if you need stitches" and glances your way, setting the knife to the side. "The only pain we cannot suffer is being away from you." He assures you. "That's great baby," You tell him in a rush, already grabbing your keys, "wrap a towel around that and get in the car.

Or worse still running into one of your friends:

You'd sent Nikto to grab some beer from the cooler, while you chat with your work friend at the pharmacy counter. She's nice, you like her, definitely could see her becoming an outside of work friend. Until Nikto shows up with the six pack in hand. "Woah, he is big." She grins, Nikto grunts and glances towards the bustling pharmacy technicians. "I bet you don't get much sleep with this guy around," Your friend jokes, nudging you with a wink. You feel yourself warm, your cheeks pulling at your lips with an embarrassed smile. "We do not sleep," Nikto grumbles, "we only fall into darkness until the sun brings us back." You wince. You friend gives you a look with a strained smile.

You just want him to stop saying odd shit.