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n0cturnalcm · 6 months
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Silly sketch on commission break
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nixnephili · 2 months
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"Atsushi."
His eyes snapped slightly, refocusing, and lifting his gaze to the russian, who was seated in his desk chair, body facing his screens, though his face wad turned to Atsushi now. That's when he realized he was zoned out in his thoughts and probably missed something Fyodor said...
"Sorry..Dos-san I wasn't.." ...he paused, "I just got lost in thought. "
"I've noticed that much...what were you thinking?" The Russian man's dark gloved hand extended with a butter cookie, which Atsushi took slowly from his fingers..
"It may be a bit uncanny.. but I was wondering about abilities.."
"What about abilities?"
-there's a small snippet of a dialogue. This happened pretty early on still~ The full thing will be posted up on Wattpad. The link to that is in my pinned post.
-Nix🌙
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vypridae · 6 months
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@corvid-crow-brain
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done, next prompt
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gherkin-saute · 12 days
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tw really gay shit
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sup dawgs siglai yaouri for uhh 120+ i believe
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dyanthas · 4 months
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Awwwwww 😍😍 cutiess....
Sigma's tooo tooo sweet 🫠 I can eat him 🤤
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danozi1 · 28 days
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A messy piece ~
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frostlineprince · 8 months
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caffeiiine · 2 months
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My bad friends it’s nit 20sec i misread the timestamp
Individual frames and other stuffs under cut <3
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Storyboard i made at like 9am
Aaand song bc I’m stupid and associate anything i listen to with bsd somehow
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novapple · 11 months
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This is actually what happened back then. (I’m Asagiri btw)
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belyjmotylek · 2 years
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The gays
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cashexists · 27 days
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Back Home-
A Siglai oneshot based on chapter 114
[Heavy Angst / Nikolai Centric / She/Her pronouns for Sigma / Open Ending]
Nikolai stumbles through the hallway of the prison in a clumsy attempt to make it back to where he needs to be as soon as possible. He’s not injured, nor are there cuts or bruises or any limbs missing from his body. Instead, his mind is working with a single thought.
Take Sigma. Go home.
Home. He’s not sure what they have left to christen the name to, but there wasn’t much before either, so what difference would it make? All he needs is Sigma by his side.
The Casino has been on the lookout for her since they left and probably already announced her dead. Nikolai’s own accommodations are scarce, hopping from apartment to hotel room to suburban home and all the way back.
They’ll find something, he decides. Some place Sigma will finally have to call home. Nikolai himself doesn’t need anything of the sort, as long as they are able to have each other- as long as he has the only person he has left to care for by his side.
Yes, he’ll take his Sigma away from this. He’ll hold her close and comfort her and love her until, like everything he has loved, she breaks apart in his hands.
It has happened to Fyodor, his only companion, his best friend. Nikolai has just recovered from clutching his lifeless arm to his chest with the singular thought that his lover is probably alone and confused in a place so alien to her.
Upon reaching one of the many cells, Nikolai finds who he’s looking for and immediately rushes to her side.
Sigma is propped on a metallic crate, bending forward in a slouch that must be aching her back horribly. When they get home, Nikolai decides that he will massage the tension out of her shoulders and make her that green tea she absolutely adores.
“What did they do to you, my love?” He tilts her face to the side, kneeling down and inspecting a bruise on her right cheek, clearly a result of having fallen from quite a large height. Upon pushing her bangs off of her face, he finds another bruise, this one a tad smaller than the former. “I’m sure we have something to patch that up in your office. We’ll stop by there on the way home so you can gather your things, okay?”
Sigma doesn’t stir, even when Nikolai scoops her into his arms and rises to his feet, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Let's go home, my sweet.”
“Nikolai.” His whole body freezes- a mix of dread and disgust pooling in his gut as he turns. Dazai and his wretched gravity manipulator are watching him, eyes wide as if he’s the monster in this room. He passed by the camera room earlier and saw the pair of them heading inside again. They must’ve enjoyed gloating over Dos’s body. “Put her down.”
“Are you afraid that I will harm her, Dazai?” He asks idly, pulling Sigma closer to his chest protectively. “Maybe you think I’ll go crazy and rip a hole in her stomach?”
“Put her down.” The gravity manipulator speaks up now, activating his ability. The many pieces of chipped stones around the room rise into the air, pointed at Nikolai. He watches them idly for a moment as he unbuttons his overcoat, throwing it over Sigma’s shoulders just in case she’s cold. “I don’t know where you’re taking her, but the Mafia can-”
“I don’t know where I’m taking her either.” Nikolai hums, pressing his lips to her forehead again in an attempt to soothe the bruise. “But she will be safe and happy and far away from the demons who killed Dos.”
It’s Dazai’s turn to play hero again. “Nikolai, I understand-”
“But you don’t.” He sighs, defeated, watching Sigma’s face. “Dazai Osamu never loses, right? That’s what Dos told me. He may lose people, but a hundred more of them are there to console him afterwards. He is loved by many, hated by even more, but cherished by those who matter most.”
Nikolai looks up at that cursed face- the face of the man who thinks his suffering is something to torture himself over. “You see, all I’ve ever had is Dos and my darling Sigma. And look at what you’ve done to them. Killed my best friend, knocked my lover out.”
“Fyodor knocked her out.” Dazai explains cautiously, like Nikolai is a ticking time bomb. “I was trying to save her.”
“But you weren’t successful, were you?” Nikolai tilts his head questioningly. “No, instead of letting my Sigma stay by my side so that we could get out of here safe, you take her on some adventure like you’re her hero or something and she ends up like this.”
“Nikolai, please-”
“I’m taking Sigma away from all of this. I do not care if she’s dead nor if you need to use her again. She’s coming with me and we’re leaving Yokohama.”
“Nikolai, we need her.” Dazai explains urgently. “Sigma is alive. She’s just absorbing all of Fyodor’s info. That’s all. We need to return her to the agency-”
“And use her until my darling is all run dry.” Nikolai finishes for him. “No thank you. I think we’d rather go home.”
“But what if she wants to help?” A desperate attempt for Nikolai to stop. “She knows the agency needs her, Nikolai. She can help save the entire world from whatever Fyodor has planned.”
“Then she will do so after she has rested and recovered from you two tossing her around.” Guilt flashes in the gravity manipulator’s eyes. “I will take my lover home and make sure she’s safe. Then, when she wakes up, she will tell me what she wants to do herself.”
“And we’re supposed to believe a psycho like you is gonna let her go?” The gravity manipulator hisses, warranting a wince from his partner. What’s worse, Nikolai wonders: the one treating him like a child in a tantrum, or the latter who’s only speaking to threaten him?
“Sigma’s happiness is the only reason that I am alive right now.” Nikolai’s voice shakes as he watches his lover’s head loll towards him now, the chub of her cheek pressing against his chest. He smiles softly, kissing the tip of her nose. “Whatever she wills will be my absolute order.”
“Well-”
Dazai raises a hand to stop his partner. “Nikolai, please tell me you will bring her back if she asks you too.”
He smiles at that. “I’m not the monster you’ve made me up to be, Dazai Osamu.”
Silence. “Okay. You can go.”
He can tell that the gravity manipulator wants to interject, but stays silent. Nikolai beams down at Sigma. “Let’s find ourselves a home, my dove.”
In a flash of golden light, they are gone.
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n0cturnalcm · 4 months
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Blink twice if you need help Sigma
Color practice on commission break
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nixnephili · 1 year
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From my Fyo!Atsushi A.U.
SKETCHES-! ☆
Featuring NoirBlanc and the neighborhood librarian, Sigma~
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-Nix🌙
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vypridae · 7 months
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wanted something soft (and wanted to try new brushes)
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gherkin-saute · 14 days
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siglai yuri for 100 million followers !! thank you all kisses you all also actually nevermind
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sigma-s-wife · 6 months
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Note: It is the first time I write something like this for this app, sorry for the spelling and narrative errors, English is not my main language. I would appreciate any kind of correction anyone could give me, thanks.
Sleep || Sigma x Reader x Nikolai
Sigma can't say exactly when it was that he started sharing the comfort of him bed.
He remembers the discomfort and itchiness in his body when he laid down his first night on the hot sand, at least that was a decent attempt to seek warmth in the middle of nowhere, exposed to such low nighttime temperatures. The sand had seeped into places he wasn't even aware it existed and it was tedious to walk around feeling it on every part of his body.
His 'sand bed' didn't last long, because when he least realized it, he had already been the victim of human trafficking. He will not even make an effort to remember those days, nor the unhealthy conditions in which he had to live to the point of exhaustion.
He can say that things got better when he joined DoA. Was he happy about what he was getting into and its implications? Not by a long shot. But he had been promised a home and a family. What was he capable of doing about it?
And indeed they did, he was given a home, a casino. And he was given a family, thousands of customers. A sense of ownership had stayed with him by acquiring both.
Clearly he had to live up to it, he had to work hard if he didn't want what little he had to be taken away from him.
After all, what was just a little stress and fatigue for the sake of keeping what was his by his side?
At the end of the day (or after a few days) he could return to his single, tidy room. There was a bed waiting for his tired body. Pillows made entirely of feathers, silky sheets and simple but beautiful colors that enveloped his skin completely, that lulled him in the coldest nights giving him a comforting warmth. So much comfort forced him, sometimes against his will, to fall into a placid sleep.
But still, an object remained just that, an object. And both his clients and subordinates were people external to him. Sure, he considered them home and family, but he wasn't completely stupid or deluded.
Sometimes, on the heaviest nights, the bed felt too big for his heavy body, which only sank deeper and deeper into the mattress. The pillow was not only soft to lay his head on, but also to hug. And even if he carefully wrapped his arms around it, even if he closed his eyes, he knew it was only a pillow. He could also mention the shiver that ran through his body, one that didn't exactly arise from the cold, his blankets were warm enough to prevent it, but it was a sensation that ran through his limbs every time he remembered he was all alone in that dark room.
"Are you all right?"
He hears your sleepy voice in his arms, and it was only then that he realized how tightly he was squeezing him embrace. Maybe he was thinking too much.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" Sigma murmurs a little worried.
You slowly shook your head, looking at him with slightly tired eyes.
"No, I just realized I was dreaming and stabbed myself with something to wake up."
"Is that possible?" Sigma arches his eyebrow in intrigue, although he also felt a little worried.
"Of course it's possible, don't you usually do it when you can't wake up?" You look at him with the same strangeness "I woke up because I was dreaming about something too strange. I dare say even more disturbing than the things Nikolai dreams about."
"I see that as something quite difficult to achieve, so I'm glad you woke up... even if you had to hurt yourself."
You can see Sigma's confused face.
"What were you doing hugging us so tightly and staring at nothing anyway? I mean, not that it bothers me, but you seemed to be thinking about something."
You ask worriedly, moving your hands to his face, gently caressing his cheek.
"It's nothing." He replies as you closes your eyes, leaning a little against your touch- I'm just remembering things I don't like to think about.
If you don't specify it in full, you'd rather not dig any further into it today. If you could, you would love to erase all of Sigma's worries with a single touch. But now you would confirm yourself by reaching out and kissing him forehead affectionately.
You can't see it, but Sigma smiles slightly at the feel of you on him forehead.
He remembers well the first time you slept with him, and how could him not? If it had been the first time in years that you felt you rested properly.
They were awkward at first, settling into each end of the bed as an awkward but not uncomfortable silence enveloped them. Minutes had passed as they both stared at the ceiling, feeling that the day had been short and they needed to keep talking.
The conversation started when Sigma's stomach growled as he looked at you a little embarrassed. He explained that maybe it was because he had been thinking about cookies, which made your stomach also feel tempted and growled.
They started talking about the best brands of cookies, their favorites, their cookie rankings, the best shaped, the best creamed, the best mixed. They concluded that chocolate chip cookies were superior, and by this time they were both lying on their sides, facing each other with slightly sleepy eyes.
Your hand was resting in the middle of both of yours, and he cautiously, feeling out the situation, had brought his hand gently over yours. You smiled in response and he did the same, giving you a light squeeze.
That was when they decided that enough was enough for today, so you had reached up to deposit a small kiss on his forehead as you wished him goodnight.
"Are you having a late night chat without me?"
You both hear the question that interrupted Sigma's memory behind you. You turn slightly to meet the heterochromatic orbs of Nikolai, who had a sleepy smile on his face. Surely so much movement had woken him up.
"No, in fact we were already going to sleep."
You reply as Sigma nods behind you, watching as Nikolai grimaces.
"So when I wake up you guys go to sleep?" he asked with a false tone of suspicion in his voice. "If you ask me, that's pretty suspicious actually!"
"Kolya, we never left you out of anything what are you complaining about?"
You ask while watching Nikolai's theatrics with amusement.
"No? What about that goodnight kiss?"
You can hear the "offense" in his voice, as he looks accusingly at both of you.
"Kolya, we gave you 5 kisses as an excuse that you needed your stamps to get into the envelope (to bed) and you dare to say that we didn't kiss you goodnight?"
Sigma asks with a slight frown.
"There's the rub, dear assistant! Those were stamps, not goodnight kisses."
"Did I go from being your boyfriend to being your assistant?"
"If you don't kiss me goodnight, then you're not my boyfriend."
"If we kiss you goodnight, will you stop being offended?"
You ask a little tiredly as you watch Nikolai nod.
You kneel on your bed, carefully settling in next to Nikolai as you push him into the middle of you and Sigma.
You stretch a little to give him a kiss on his right cheek while Sigma takes care of placing a kiss on his left cheek.
He had a small smile on his face, Nikolai was annoying, but not that much.
"You look like you're thinking about how charmingly annoying I am."
Gogol mentions, as you feel him wrap his arm around your waist, doing the same with Sigma's waist. Clearly an attempt to keep the two of you close.
"You're probably more annoying than five troublesome customers of mine."
"Oh, Sigma! You're so flattering."
"But you should admit he has his charm."
Sigma lets out a sigh, nodding slightly. Nothing in the world could take away the hidden fondness in his eyes when he looks at you or Nikolai.
"Yes, unfortunately he has his charm."
Nikolai only lets out a small laugh, squeezing Sigma's waist a little tightly and then kisses him on the head and then kisses you on the forehead.
Oh, this brings back memories for you and Sigma, how can you forget the first time Nikolai slept with you? Just to say that the next day you and Sigma had been kicked out of bed because Nikolai moved around too much at bedtime.
But at least that could be 'compensated' the moment he wrapped his arms around the two of you, making the three of you stay quite close to each other, just as it happens right now.
It was a surprisingly comfortable closeness, it was quite easy to get lost in a conversation with Nikolai where both you and Sigma were participants. Even so, you couldn't escape occasional teasing, or his riddles, some of them being quite bizarre.
You rest your cheek on Nikolai's chest as you continue to reminisce and Sigma mimics your action, both of you closing your eyes to feel him chest rise and fall in quiet breaths.
You just know that before you fall asleep, you feel Sigma reach up to place one last kiss on your cheek and Nikolai's.
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