He Drives Scarily, And He Is Listening To Muslim Radio Wave While Doing It

yes i agree 👍 oh to be doted on by nikto...

nikto digging his fingers into groping his beloved :3

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Nikto who struggles with telling you how he feels about you, so he uses signs like acts of service or quality time, always making sure you don't seem repulsed by his company.

Nikto who strives to make you feel happy even if it's at the expense of his body or mind. He'll go to great lengths to cook or clean for you, do things around your home to make sure everything's in working order just how you like it. (He probably spent a lot of time learning your lifestyle to figure this out.)

Nikto who genuinely loves how you react to things. He tells you something he didn't think was funny, and your sweet little laugh to his words makes the Russian's dull heart brighten just a bit. Some stupid cursing because he fucking stubbed his toe? He doesn't care if you laugh hysterically because of it, it doesn't matter anyway.

Nikto who finds it cute how whenever you accidentally injure yourself, it always ends up in either a pouty expression, or a frustrated glare. Call him weird for it, but he was so used to turning off his emotions that seeing you express them made him fascinated. It also made him a bit more open to expressing himself too, even if it was a bit... different.

Nikto who likes when you two take baths together. Your fingers gently cleaning his scarred back and shoulders. The scars on his face being tenderly cleaned out by you, and he repaid the favour by cleaning your torso too. It was always a conniption because Nikto loved ice cold baths, and you couldn't stand ice water.

Nikto who is so in love with you that he tries to get himself involved with your culture. He'll learn your favourite foods, how to cook them, how you celebrate things, simple words in your language, etc. It's a small way to show you his commitment to you without a ring or a promise.

Nikto who adored how you look, regardless of anything. You're too skinny? That's okay, he loves cooking for you. You're too fat? That's okay, he's a soldier for a reason. You're too short? That's okay, you're just as adorable. You're too tall? That's okay, better hugs.

Nikto who probably worships the fucking ground you walk on. You're literally sent from the heavens, a gift made just for him and he's eternally grateful for your presence, your support and love.

Nikto who definitely gropes you randomly, lightly squeezing any part of your flesh and touching the soft skin with great adoration. Who cares if you have body acne, keratosis pilaris, scarring, eczema, whatever else? You're just so gorgeous to him, he can't get enough! He's a simple man with simple needs.

@zoloftwithdrawalnausea @fishsinsareacknowledged :)) it's all fluff but i think it's sweet

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i love when people draw anya with eyebags

i want to draw but my worldly duties are preventing me

I'm closing the session, tomorrow is the last exam....

my telegram channel, if you are interested in the process of creating works, then everything is there, and there is also a bunch of everything that I do not put here: https://t.me/Nuemmannn

couldn't have finished this without watching CaseOh's vid

my nikto art so far!! || art dump

all below the cut bc there's a lot!!

sorted oldest -> newest

have a great day!!

Nikto.

Я ведь не одна считаю, что Володя похож на облезлого котика?😅

I'm not the only one who thinks that Volodya looks like a mangy cat, am I?

Hoarder Nikto or Minimalist König?

both!

thinking..thinking.. thought thunk!

minimalist!konig.. mmmh, könig sees no use for worthless things, he keeps what he needs close and that’s all that matters, it’s what’s worked for the past 30 odd years—why would he change his ways? he’s a simple man, with simple ways. a simple life, kill, eat, sleep, repeat. he doesn’t see an issue with the limited belongings in his house, a tv & sofa in his livingroom, a bed and wardrobe in his bedroom.

it’s like something out of a jail, and when he brings you over for the first time— you have to double check you’re inside a house, looking up at könig as he made you some soup in the kitchen, ginger hair tied up in a messy bun.

‘you don’t decorate?’

‘ nein. i do decorate.’

‘..where? the fucking titanic?’

when u move in, safe to say you add your own sparkle and spice to his once-blank house, although, he’s not pleased.

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hoarder!nikto… oh, god. this man doesn’t know when to let go, he’s afraid of losing, afraid of letting go despite his adaptation to loss—and that affects his day to day life, he has thousands of letters stuffed in his drawers, receipts tucked into the folds of his wallet, old trinkets rammed into closets and cluttered atop hall-tables, poor sputnik has to jump over a few things sometimes.

it’s not disgusting, he’s not a pig—but it’s not healthy. you come over to his house, lips tangled together as you stumbled through the door, almost tripping over the large collection of boxes that gathered in his doorway, spending the rest of the evening attempting to convince him to rid of items, instead of fucking.

‘what about this, it’s a fucking wooden mouse.’

‘that is rat. kitty likes it.’

‘kto-to can live without a wooden fucking rat, nikto.’

‘we cannot.’

he’ll never change, but all you can do is slowly sell things and hope he never realises, or give them to charity.

‘why the fuck our many clocks gone?’

blond people scares me for some reason