Kid named Finger

number 1 opp

[chillestenby]

Intro Post!

Hai. I'm Kid named Finger or No.1 Opp and this is just my blog to share my art and to reblog things I find interesting. I'll post randomly and as I see fit so sorry if my blog randomly dies and randomly revives :)

Interests and more under the cut!

More info about me:

• he/him

• adult (shocking I know)

• selfshipper and multishipper

• my interests often change but my ocs are constants especially my sona (demon guy) and fave junkie oc (the goat guy above)

Interests:

• lmk and lego ninjago

• cod (specifically mw)

• t.h.a.t.t. (ifyky)

• Postal

My tags are #enby doodle for art and #enby ramble for my thought and other bullshit

[v-glaz]

The asshole ⬆️

[anythinghere21]

I like this angry man a lot

[blerdrabblesalot]

Please rise for the founding father's of pride

Drawing a queer ship everyday in the month of June (7/30) !!! Jedediah x Octavius, also known as Jedtavius :)

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a tiny bit late but happy pride !!

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POSTAL cuz why not

Even after half a year I'm so deeply obsessed with those pages

[chillestenby]

4 state exams next week.

Monday and Tuesday my mother tounge and I have to write an essay (I'm shit at writing so I'm just hopping to pass the essay)

Thursday: physics aka the hardest state exam

And lastly Friday: English (something simple)

Wish me luck 🙏

[bl4x-arr0w]

Im dying for some Nikto x Male Reader :'( There's nothing out there for me. Can I request, Nikto with a Cocky and Arrogant S/O? Can Be SFW or NSFW Thank you ❤️

Nikto x male!reader

(I hope I satisfied it as best as I could <33)

TW: hate sex with feelings and happy ending, insults, brusing.

Ok so if you don't like this, you can block this account and nothing more.

Requests are open if you were wondering :)

Btw I changed a bit the story so it is better in some parts

Ohhhhhhh you made me think of hate sex…god I have a good fucking small story inside my stupid head….raaaaaawwww Gnawing the bars of my enclosure. Btw you are too kind :( there you go ‘boops their head’ you will be 🤍anon.

Hate you…or do I?

NSFW so MDNI - Hate sex, swearing, fighting, blood, sex with hidden feelings

Nikto enjoys seeing your cocky attitude falter as he spits blood on your self esteem and walks over your decisions saying that they are clouded by your arrogant judgment and are not safe to be considered even remotely efficient. . .you thought that being the same rank as him and having relatively the same experiences could be of some help when shaming him all day before crossing eachother’s path and growling at the mere presence of the other.

The situation escalated when he began to push you into any wall anytime he could and bruising your mouth by roughly kissing it with his teeth while digging his nails into your clothed waist. You on the other hand tried doing the same as you weren’t going down without a fight, and managed to dig some bloody cuts on his shoulders. It continued like this; bickering sessions ended up with bruised lips and trembling legs trying to push the other away to regain some dignity.

The hate and tension reached its peak when Nikto ended up pushing you into your bed and digging his teeth into your bottom lip drawing out blood and insults. He ripped off your clothes and you did the same. Some blood and bruises were forming on your bodies but that was a matter for the after.

He wanted to say ‘You did good on the last mission’ instead of ‘You fucker, you failed everything and you couldn’t even do a simple task’ as he scratched forcefully your broad back after pinching the fresh healed wounds on your torso drawing out a silent scream out your mouth. ‘Thanks for your presence and for covering my back- back there’ ‘Shut your virgin ass since you don’t do any better, at least I am a liked person around’, you flipped your positions. Now you were on top of him with your legs pressed between his and you were clamping your teeth down on his neck. It hurt a lot. . .and Nikto couldn’t accept that, his pride was too big and high to let you on him and in a swift move he turned you down on the mattress, ‘You are only good at taking it up the ass! Moron, you should have been a stripper at this point! A failed one because I bet my salary that you wouldn't even grab the attention of a drunken man ahah!’

Spit drooled out his mouth like a carnivore savoring his newly catched prey. He didn’t want to admit it but…he really wanted to see you like that again. He was lost in his own world for a while and got back to his senses after you barked back a cocky:

‘At least I am useful to something, unlike you who can only bark out orders like a certain Colonel I know and be like an angry volcano all the goodamn fucking time!' your voice was restrained as you couldn’t quiet breath since a strong hand was holding you - choking you in the messy bed.

You then yelped out in stinking pain, he sticked his fingers inside you without a warning and without an ounce of lube, such as spit. The stretch was hurtful and you hated how good the pads of his pointer and middle fingers worked around your sensible spot, fucking and overstimutaling it till you were just panting out short breaths and trying to get up on your elbows, to then try to shove the one you looked up the most off. He pushed you down again, this time forcing your neck down and letting breathing become harder, he took away his fingers and pushed your ass up. You could sense his eyes wander to all of your upper and lower back imaging all the thoughts that might be crossing his filthy and rotted brain. You hear his belt unbuckle and the low but intriguing squelches from his fingers taking some of his saliva out the mouth (you really wanted to devour that mouth harshly) and wetting down his cock.

He pushed his length inside without a warning and he grunted out at the sudden enveloping sensation trying his hardest not to bottom out. You wanted to tell him how good it felt, how much you wanted to have his hand prints on your body and how much you wanted your neck to be bruised with his teeth marks and fingers, but only a stream of curses came out of your mouth. He rams into you, mounting you and keeping you close in seemingly fear of you going away, your cock brushing repeatedly the wooly sheets creating a friction that makes you see stars and finish immediately without a warning. After a couple of more seconds he comes into you grunting like an animal, securing you under his crushing weight. He had his eyes closed, his mask long since thrown away in some part of the room and all his features visible.

You saw the burn mark on the right side covering the skin until his eye and the long slash dividing his mouth from the left. You loved him, well love was there but you couldn’t phrase it, you wanted to put your hand under his chin but all you could ever do was to choke him if possible. He feels the same, his heart swells with pain as you twooften brawl but he can't, it's too hard. Nikto wants to try and sew your situationship back to ‘’normality’’ but his voices tell him otherwise, to do anything other than good.

He stays a shameful silent. After some time of not deciding what to do, he rolled to the side and heard the aftermath still inside you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

He knows that now you will get up, clean yourself up and leave while giving him a disgusting look because you have no reason to stay, but that was not what he wanted. His stupid brain couldn’t voice his wants and needs and that resulted in the formation of this vicious cycle of this love-hate relationship. He loved you dearly, but he could only spit out venom because he didn’t know how to phrase what he felt.

Instead of letting his grip loose, he started rubbing small circles on your firm stomach feeling your toned muscle fibers underneath, the veins going under adorned the neatly taken care of hair forming a nice happy trail. You hated not shaving them so they were always short.

He put one of his hands at the center of your chest and passed his fingers between your body hair, sweaty from before, and noticed that your heart rate was very calm, calmer than it should’ve been. He inhaled your scent from the nape of your neck and reopened his eyes as he whispered an almost sad ‘’Don’t leave, please’’.

You shifted, embracing the hand on your lower stomach with your own and sighed. ‘’Why…” you were tired, tired of all of this so you decided to be patient and hear what he had to say.

All he could think of and speak was ‘’Just. . .don’t please.’’ His hands twitched, you knew that sign, he was struggling internally and maybe making some of his thoughts scram away. You took some pity on him and decided to stay as you even had no energy to get up.

A silent strange air hugged you two while he rested, he began to tighten his grip and growl a ‘’Go away, fuck i hate you’’. He was not having this yet you sensed he didn’t really mean it. After he came back, he was different, you found himself many times talking to himself or gripping his forearms in anger so tightly that you swore blood was seeping out of the wounds but as you tried to help him and make him voice what was wrong, the answer you got was ‘’Fuck off’’.

He crawled back like a wounded animal and slipped out many words between voices and strangers taunting him every waking moment of the day. You and Nikto have been first colleagues and then close friends but as he began, over the years, that cycle of insults and unnecessary sparring, you couldn’t do anything else other than fight back.

“Easy there, it’s just us and no one else. you don’t need to do and say anything, remember only things you can touch and feel are real”

It was the mantra you had made him remember like a prayer in case his episodes were becoming too much, but they could only do so little. He repeated them whispering with a broken voice as he breathed heavily.

“Sorry, for everything…” he half cried as he lost the capacity to do so many years ago and sat hiding his eyes in his hands. You turned and looked at him with a sad look, you sat too and put your hand on his back and said “It’s fine”.

With that, you two looked at eachother with knowing looks, he said he loved you but also those parts of him did not, but he did. You said you loved him too and would help him with medications if needed and how to end things up. Being in a relationship was prohibited and could result in both of you being discharged with dishonor so being together was off limits.

The other people on base remained firm in believing that you two hated each other to the bone so you two decided to stick with that routine. Night fell quickly and you found yourself in his arms sleeping the night off. In the morning though, you had to wake up early to not raise suspects.

[moonphaseswrites]

arguing (one sided) with nikto - drabble

nikto x shorter!reader - sfw (based off a prompt i found on pinterest)

attempts of russian, let me know if theres a better way to use it!

nikto was always taller than you, due to that and the fact that you were his partner, he usually ignored your antics at play fighting. knowing full well that he could easily hurt you by accident or have one of his voices take over his actions. he wasnt a big fan of that.

youd gotten tired that week, of his constant use of 'belittling' names towards you, just because you happened to be a bit smaller. finally loosing it with his ass at one point when he called you "little angel" in russian again. thats how you ended up in this situation, about 20 minutes ago, that is.

he had been sighing, trying to explain to you that he wasnt going to get physical with you while you were so riled up. he thought there should be no reason for you to be, having only tried being affectionate, despite it seeming a bit degrading.

"god dammit!! nikto," you cried out, holding back a frustrated groan "why wont you you just fight me?!"

he let out a soft grunt before responding "you are... what? about five foot something..? under 182.88 centimeters? ангел, we are around.. six foot two... or four? we are between 187.96 and 193.04 centimeters, ангел, over 90 kilograms. we would crush you. да, нет(da, nyet), you cant win against us."

the need for him to finally cave and fight, your arm moved as he gently argued back.. as gently as his monotone and almost broken sounding voice could, throwing a few punches against his upper arm and chest. weak in his opinion, hed definitely have to teach you how to hit harder and properly in the future, noting the way your fist was balled too.

next thing you know, hes letting out his own frustrated noise, slipping his arms around your waist as he picks you up. muttering incoherent russian towards you, probably about how cute you look when moody, or about how he doesnt want to deal with your idiotic outburst. for all you know he could just be speaking to the voices.

carrying you towards your shared bed and sitting on it, placing you upon his lap despite any squirming. if anything, it only made him hold you tighter, head resting on his shoulder affectionately "mine... я тебя люблю, ангел(ya lyublyu tebya, angel)"

[burntcatash]

nikto x roach doodles kinda

rarepair crackship idfk i like to call it dustmites

featuring @sabre-stuff in the corner with me

[chillestenby]

Found a tiny bit of spare time to draw my sona in a cowboy outfit :)

Also some doodles while I was having some extra classes

[indiefacee]

[unchecked-ego]

gobbles learns some new words!!

[klaasje]

really good text from my sister in law

[lilyflxwers]

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

[indiefacee]

For a special someone @wolfnbites <33

[sammibeari]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH JEDTAVIUS NATION I MISSED YOU SOOO MUCH!!!!!