genuinely curious, but why is nikto the character you write about most? do you have any other characters you like to write about?
IDK man, I just have a bit of a soft spot for those that were abandoned or hurt by those they were supposed to trust and who have a lot of hate toward the world as a result. I also love a man who is a little traumatised and regularly has to battle against their own mind. I guess Nikto just fills that niche quite well for me.
I also have two people in my life who have been diagnosed with DID, and I'm not talking about the haha funny TikTok version, I'm talking about real DID, where they sometimes blink and hours have gone past and they have no idea what they did in that time. It's a scary condition that is difficult to manage. They've lost jobs, friends, lovers, even family because of the condition. It bugs me when it's portrayed as fun and quirky, because it's not.
I do love writing for the rest of the 141 though! They've all got very unique personalities and are fun to play around with. Krueger is also a lot of fun, especially his interactions with Nikto. They very much give me the vibe of:
Nikto: I have no friends, no one cares for me, but that's probably for the best.
Krueger: This is Nikto, he's clinically insane and has stabbed me more than once. He's my best friend.
I need to praise nikto. Ugh please he's so traumatized and for what i need to praise him and call him a good boy that's what
He's traumatised for our own gain lmao. But yes, he absolutely needs to be praised, you can't tell me that man doesn't immediately melt the moment he's given even the tinest amount of genuine affection or praise.
The kinkiest sex imaginable? Unbothered. You tell him he's handsome and you love him? Local Russian Man Found Dead In Own Home.
He's very easily flustered by honest praise, and his whole face and neck will turn bright red. Normally no one can tell, obviously, because of all his clothes, so he has very little to worry about, but when it's just the two of you? He's ducking for cover because God forbid you tease him about it.
Man isn't used to kindness, and he doesn't really believe your praise, but! You throw enough of it at him and his brain will shut down enough for you to get a little of your affection past his walls. He's a good boy, tell him he's a good boy, tell him he's doing so very good for you! He is absolutely NOT a good boy, but shshsh.
Hi I'm hyperfixated over your zombie! Ghost and I've been reading it every hour since it was up, it's the idea of him only acting upon his own primal urges get me going 🤤 i don't know if your zombie! Ghost is a dead person who became zombie or just an infected living human but either way I'm so down!!
I thought about what if reader leaves the muzzle on him all the time and do the usual stuff, pull him by it when they walk about looking for food and medicine, loosen it a bit when he tries to eat whatever is in his zombies menu and of course tugging it backwards as you ride him 🩵
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Anon! Your brain!!
I’m glad I’m not the only one weak for our Zombie lad. I actually have a bunch more I want to write about him, so feel free to request more for him at any point uwu
Ghost has been in quite a huff with you recently or, at least, you think he is. It’s a little difficult to tell given his difficulty stringing full sentences together after the infection ravaged his brain. He’s still cognisant and able to get his thoughts across to you (even if most of those thoughts involve being hungry or wanting to fulfil certain urges).
However, his attention span isn’t the greatest and he’s constantly getting distracted by things in your surroundings. Wandering off like a toddler at every new sound, checking to see if there’s food or a potential threat hiding around every corner. No matter how many times you ask him to try and focus, he’ll inevitably end up finding trouble.
The other zombies aren’t much of a problem since he can chase them off with a few well-placed swipes and growls to remind them of their place. It’s the other survivors you’re worried about. It’s a lawless land out here and anyone that’s survived this long knows to shoot first and ask questions later. This doesn’t bode well for your zombified partner. He’s an enemy and when he has his sights on a potential meal there’s little you can do to deter him from attacking.
Hence, it’s easier to simply keep him at your side. The muzzle works wonders for when you need to gently steer him away from distractions, even if he occasionally gets a little grumpy at having to be pulled around by his face. He can’t nose his face up against you properly when it’s in place which often makes him grumble and sigh a tad overdramatically.
You take it off when you go to sleep, after all, it wouldn't do you any good to have your guard dog unable to use his best weapons. Ghost doesn’t require sleep anymore, so he makes an excellent protector for when you’re in your most vulnerable state.
He stays with you all throughout the night, his body pressed up against your back and his arms caging you to his chest. His lips are dry and completely missing in some parts, but that doesn’t stop him from trying to lave every inch of you with kisses. A soft rumbling sound always accompanies his affections, almost a purr.
But the uses of a muzzle don’t stop at simply helping to direct your companion whenever he starts to drift away. It’s particularly useful for manipulating his face to exactly where you want it, be it away from something he wants or toward the places you require his attention.
Riding him is only more intense when you’re able to grip at the thick leather straps keeping his muzzle in place. He tries to press his mouth to your throat, but you hold him back, forcing his milky white eyes to stare directly into your own as you slowly sink down on his cock. It’s beautiful, the way his eyelids flutter and a frankly sinful groan escapes him.
“Good boy,” you coo, earning yourself a rough jerk of Ghost’s hips. He starts rocking his body up and into your warmth, his gloved hands raising to grip at your waist.
He pulls you down and onto him over and over again in time with his rapid thrusts, snarling and growling all the while. Ghost might not be able to shift his gaze from your blissed out expression, but that doesn’t mean he’s any less in control. The pace he sets is downright brutal, bullying his entire length into your sopping cunt until it nudges at your cervix.
Even when you gasp at the sensation and one of your hands grips at his hair he doesn’t faulter. Your noises seem only to urge him on, his panting breath heavy as he endeavours to draw out at many sounds from your lips as physically possible. His intense gaze from where you hold his face only heightens the experience, his eyes scrutinising each and every expression you offer.
You grow close to orgasm almost embarrassingly fast, but all it takes is a raspy, possessive, “mine,” snarled at you to have your pussy clamping down around Ghost’s cock.
With your body growing weak from coming so hard, Ghost takes full advantage of your distraction, pushing you down and onto your back without missing a single beat in his current rhythm. He keeps going all through your orgasm, the slick from your tender hole only helping to easy his way. He doesn’t let up with his desperate chanting of, “mine, mine, mine,” right up until he spills deep inside you.
Your attempts to dominate him hadn’t exactly gone to plan. Perhaps next time you should use some handcuffs as well.
Hear me out on stalker Coffee Shop Au where you're working at a coffee shop and there's a certain customer that stays from the start of your shift to the end. Following you home from a safe distance to keep away other people and for you to "not" notice him. He's sweet in the way that he drops literal money bags into your tip jar and drops body bags of that one coworker that got a little too touchy after shift. A pervert replaced with another with a hard steel mask and a much rougher heart. Hey, at least he has some morals.
And yes it's nikto I love him your honor.
I originally saw only the preview of this ask and immediately went, "oh he for sure tips massively" lol. I'm glad we can both agree on that, he probably has quite the income he can splurge on his pretty little barista.
Probably takes subtle pictures of you while you're working and not paying attention. Thinks your customer service smile is a genuine one reserved only for him and gets mad whenever someone else tries to talk to you in any way he considers "too friendly".
Honestly, I'd love to write this prompt out if anyone would be interested 0w0
Can we get chikcen photos, btw I love your nikto series where he's just there, 1/2 arms and just chilling post-retirememt
Nikto doesn't deserve nice things, he's a horrible little creature, but I'll give them to him anyway, just because I can! This fic is set in the same AU as @ghouljams 's Cowboy AU (tho obviously what's canon to that universe is up to them lmao, I'm just playing in the sandbox), and like they said, it's a bit of a "therapy AU".
We're letting this man work through some of his trauma in a way that doesn't involve killing random civillians. Let our boy sit on the porch sipping a nice ice tea with his big baby (Sputnik) curled up on his lap.
I did take some pictures of my boys recently! Under the cut!
A pic of Marshal being a dramatic baby boy, trying to look all big and impressive.
Marshal's brother Blodie who, unlike his brother, is actually Big and Impressive. He's officially now the largest bird in the flock! He's outgrown his dad and is absolutely massive, a certified BIG BOI.
Stevie, who continues to be just a big ball of fluff. Bonus Goldie in the background, oblivious to everything.
And, of course, we have Frog photobombing a picture as usual. She is the main character. (From left to right we also have: Maisie, Smokey, Marshal, Blondie, Tawny, Bean, Buttercup, Cricket, and Goldie).
I just wanna say hi and also ask if you have pictures of your chickens bc I love chickens
I'm glad to see more chicken lovers out here! I'll have to put the pics under the cut because my current count is 31 chickens and I have waaay too many pictures of them, so I've tried to be somewhat selective.
I actually breed Gold/Blue Partridge Brahmas on the side because where I live the nearest breeder of brahmas in general is about a 2 hour drive inland and there's a fair demand for them since they're much less likely to get taken by hawks due to how MASSIVE they are.
Anyway, floofy babies below!!
This is my sweet girl, Buttercup, a Speckled Sussex. I have near enough every different Sussex colour under the sun lmao. Pale, Silver, Buff, Coronation, and Platinum. They're named Crystal, Salt, Pepper, Ivory, and Gracie respectively.
This is Gracie, the Platinum Sussex I mentioned. She is the LOUDEST girl known to man. She has many opinions and need to make sure they're known!!! Will come and stand outside the back door and shout into the house for attention.
This is Cricket, my Plymouth Rock hen. I named her Cricket because when she was a little newly hatched baby, she would cuddle up in my hand to fall asleep and start trilling/purring. The sound was exactly like the sound of a cricket chirping.
Maisie, my fluffy little Easter Egger girl. She lays bright blue eggs, and her sibling Bean, lays bright green ones.
My head rooster and main breeding male, Sergeant Major. This image doesn't really do him any justice, but he's absolutely massive, both height wise and because of how broad he is. He has balls of steel and fears nothing. Magpies try to swoop him? They're the ones that have to swerve to avoid colliding with him, because he doesn't move for nobody. He's a big baby for his mamma tho, he lets me pick him up and carry him around like a toddler lmao.
A terrible picture, but it gives you a good idea of how large he is, even though he's smaller than Sarge. This is my second in command, Stevie McQueen (named after the actor in The Great Escape, since as a chick he could and would find a way to escape his enclosure). He might be large, but he's smart enough not to mess with Sarge, so he gets along well with the rest of the flock.
Bluey!! The roundest of girls!! She's a little anxious around humans she doesn't know, but she's so, so very gorgeous. Went through a major molt recently, and is looking a bit scrungly, but here she's looking lovely uwu.
Blondie, one of the roosters from my hatch last November, I decided to keep because he's such a sweet, gentle boy. He's a mix of Brahma (from Sarge) and Pale Sussex (Crystal), but because his mum had some sort of gigantism mutation, he has also outgrown both of his parents and is only 7 months old!! Afraid of his own shadow.
This is Smokey, another of the babies from November. Stevie is her dad and Bluey is her mum, so she has fluffy, round genes from them both lmao.
Froggy!!!! My darling baby girllll!!!!! Another of the November babies, one of the purebred brahma hens. She would've been an excellent show bird, but sadly was born with two of her toes on both feet fused together, forcing her to hop around, hence the name Frog. We corrected the issue so she can now walk correctly now, but her feet aren't good enough to be used for showing or breeding, so we're just keeping her as a pet. She thinks she's a human too, and demands entrance into the house for kisses and hugs ever night. She won't go to bed at night without behind held for a good while and told what a good girl she is.
Bonus pic of Froggy as a tiny baby being snuggled by my mum. Just look at that sweet baby girl and tell me you could say no to her.
Hi, sorry if this question is weird, but you have dni for doubles written down. But if u reblog artists that yume w them too shouldn't it work both ways? Or doesn't this part bother you in doubles when they make art of ur favs?
i wouldnt reblog from them if i knew they were nonsharing
if i went to their blog and didnt see anything then id assume theyre fine mostly if they dont tag themselves an nonsharing on their posts.
however sometimes i do miss things and if any artist ive reblogged from wants me to take it down, i obviously would if they asked me to.
on here though, if im just reblogging the art and not saying anything than i feel like thats me supporting the artist instead of wanting the character.
