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dexonvi · 22 days
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hm..
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clownteeth6 · 1 month
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He makes my brain happy when I feel like shit.
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smallerthan3 · 13 days
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Привет, darling.
nikto nikto nikto
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yawnderu · 3 months
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Lamb of God — Nikto x Medic!Reader | Part I
Shot, stabbed, beaten... Mikhail has been through hell countless times, yet no amount of training or experience from years in Spetsnaz could ever prepare him for what Victor Zakhaev did to him. 8 missing nails, multiple new wounds on his already scarred body, and a face so disfigured he could no longer recognize himself— not only was his body broken, but so was his psyche.
His first visit was with the medics, wounds in desperate need of cleaning even with infection starting to set in most of them, the chemical burns on his face already blistering and itching despite being scolded by the medic multiple times for scratching himself. He was a difficult patient to say the least— not wanting anyone to touch his injuries or even look at him, only accepting treatment from the only person who dared confront him.
“'Stop that.” Your request comes in a sharp tone, not wanting him to itch his blistering injuries and make the scarring worse than what you knew it would be. A mumbled ''don't tell me what to do'' makes its way to your ears, though you decide to ignore it when he puts his hands way, adhesive bandages decorating his fingers where the nails had been ripped off.
“Sit up for me.” The man is an aggressive dog that defends himself with fangs bared, yet he somehow listens to your commands— even when he scoffs or grumbles before finally doing what you ask. Your gloved hand goes to his chin as you examine the red skin on his face, noting it was washed when he was first rescued, no residue of the acid left. He mumbles something and you raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to repeat himself.
“Is it gross?” His deep voice asks, accent even rougher with the raw emotion he's feeling. He knows for a fact it's gross, he saw it himself— he has blisters covering over half of his face, still remembering the acid dripping down his face from Zakhaev simply wanting to cause him pain.
“I've seen worse— at least you still have a face.” Being a medic for the military allowed you to see both human cruelty, and the extends injuries could go. You've seen multiple soldiers missing their face, skin pulled and bones poking out of their bodies— Mikhail's injuries aren't the worst you've seen, not even close.
“Your nose doesn't look too weird either, even when I was told it was broken. Your eyes still work, all your limbs are still attached... you'll recover from everything in no time.” You try to keep a positive attitude despite the way his baby blue eyes are staring holes into your head, pupils looking tiny despite the dim light in the room.
“I'm mostly worried about what's going on here.” You tap his head softly and he doesn't take long on pushing your hand away softly, a small smile making way to your lips when you notice how he avoids eye contact for a second before he's back to staring at you. You stare back for a while, trying to decipher what he's feeling before going to grab a cloth, filling a small bucket with cold water and making your way back to him.
“This might hurt a little bit, let me know if you want me to stop and we can take a break.” He looks down at the bucket of water and the cloth you're dipping in, squeezing the excess water as you wait for his approval. He gives you a nod in affirmation, flinching slightly as the cold cloth makes contact with his face. It doesn't hurt as much as he imagined— if anything, it feels almost soothing, the previous ache and itchiness disappearing even if only for a very short while.
“Заканчивай быстрее с этой хернëй.” He mutters under his breath despite how good it actually feels on his injuries, not wanting to get any pity from you.
“Be patient.” It almost feels like he's getting scolded by his nana, faint memories of the old woman cleaning his scrapped knees come to mind, holding onto them to try and stop the bad thoughts from flooding his damaged brain.
“Mikhail.” Your soft voice slowly brings him back to reality, feeling an odd sensation all over his face. His hand goes up to feel his cheeks, only now realizing that you already dressed his wounds. He looks utterly confused, not even remembering you getting gauze, everything happening too suddenly. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't remember most of the heli flight back home, too busy thinking about... what was he even thinking about?
“Mikhail.” You repeat, one of your gloved hands going to his shoulder in attempts to make him look at you. He's still staring blankly at the floor, just as he has been doing for the past 20 minutes, not responding to his own name.
“Quiet, I hear enough voices.” He brushes you off, finally getting up from the medical bed and quickly leaving your office despite the small limp from the beatings he took for days.
He hears voices? His next stop will have to be with the provided psychiatrist once his body recovers a little bit to test if he's still fit to be part of Spetsnaz, leaving your heart filled with worry until you move onto the next patient, making a mental note to check on him later.
A/N: Mikhail is Nikto's name in this fic, the person he used to be before turning into Никто.
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simonrillleyyysss · 9 days
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saw you're doing first 3 requests
what about Nikto who realizes that he fell in love with fem!reader? like he actually let her in and realizes that he has something to lose
love your writing<3
thanks for ur request, nonnie ~_~
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nikto realises he feels something genuine for you when you take care of him, was out doing something and managed to return with a large, shocking gash in his forearm—right where the large mass of muscle rest on the man, he knew it was real when his heart fluttered at your softness,
your hands gently binding the bandage and gauze around the freshly cleaned wound, talking to softly and sincerely to the man who deserved nothing of the sort, a man devoid of love his entire life—until he met you, his entire life.
a man, who, isn’t entirely sure why you’re still here.
he’s mean, cold and reserved; switches like a light whenever he’s triggered,zones out and goes through feats of ignoring you for days, just to keep you safe and not hurt you, mentally or physically. rough and broody, doesn’t leave the house and if he does he’s being dragged along like a puppy, surgical mask leaving him unidentified by your small town.
he tries, he really does. begins to go to counselling with you to receive some sort of support, sits and burrows his head in your chest whenever he’s angered or set off, zones out for hours while you sit and run your hands over his head comfortingly, shushing him quietly, he improves for you. lets his walls down and lets you see his vulnerability.
nikto knows now he has to keep you safe, keep himself safe, for you. and he’s very pleased to say he’s began contemplating love again, not just sexual, but sensual.
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roni-mosi · 10 days
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ellaa-writes · 4 months
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I watched so many tiktoks about Nikto last night
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milomossy · 2 months
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Just Nikto is trying to feed Krueger with weird russian food
- wtf is this?!
- cabbage rolls. open your mouth.
- no! i'd rather die
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orbuz228 · 1 month
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kromato · 6 months
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tryna figure out how I wanna draw this man (permanently missing some nails, partial reconstruction of septum, grey hair from follicular damage from inappropriately administered first aid and stress? not quite dad bod but heavier set...think thonk...)
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shoukiko · 3 months
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Simon "Ghost" Riley is not a rapist.
Simon "Ghost" Riley would not "punish" you so badly you have a miscarriage.
Simon "Ghost" Riley would not tie you up, call you a whore, and tell you to "take it or else"
Simon "Ghost" Riley would not insult your body so bad he gives you an ED.
Sebastian Kreuger would not Kidnap and abuse you.
Phillip Graves would not verbally attack you.
Phillip Graves is not racist or homophobic??
Nikto would not hit you for seeing his face on accident.
König would not throw you against a wall and call you a whore for coming near him, the dude has social anxiety..
idc what anyone says, if you enjoy any of these please get off the internet and figure out a different way to cope, this isn't even proshipper level, this is just wrong.
How are you going to headcanon a victim of SA as a rapist? How are you going to headcanon a victim of a lifetime of abuse as an abuser?
Headcanoning a southern american man as racist and homophobic just feels so icky!
Seriously guys please if you have issues, there are other ways!!!
I'm tired of blocking so many lovely accounts because of the amount of dub-con/noncon/straight up Sexual Assault that's in their reblogs or in the accounts they support and advertise.
There is a difference between tough and straight up fucking insane??? Maybe read the characters backstories and actually take their past into consideration because you guys kinda look dumb for making these characters so OOC. Please get help and keep your gross fics to yourself.
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emoelvin · 1 month
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dangerous situation
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clownteeth6 · 2 months
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I am deeply in love with him
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smallerthan3 · 11 days
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my bestest bestie told me to post @xoxunhinged 💗
casual selfies ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
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yawnderu · 4 months
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Men who act cold and brooding in front of everyone else but are desperate lovers, eating you out from behind and grabbing every single inch of flesh they can touch as soon as they come back home to you >>>>>
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yansmachinegun · 1 month
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Ghost w trampstamp😓😓😓
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HEGEGGE I LOVE THESE GUYS (nikto, krueger, gogo(oc))
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