#nik;

[7ken3]

I think he just WANTS U TO BE LOUDER SWEETIE

(@killtoji DSJSBDH SORRY I HAVE TO POST IT HERE, the other blog's sfw so dont want minors seeing our [redacted] geto sess 😔)

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(^・ω・^ )

        Nikola was becoming rather used to hanging around Outsider, which he thought rather strange considering their less than ideal first meeting with each other. As he sits to the right of the deity, he relaxes into his seat shortly before stiffening at the feeling of being pet.

        Outsider’s touch is a surprise to him; he’s felt it before and yet it always seems to catch him off guard. It’s pleasant and it feels so... human, yet completely alien. As the foreign fingers gently press against his scalp, he relaxes into the touch, paying close attention to every movement and the feeling of his hand as it brushes through his soft hair. It’s almost strange, how little protest he’s showed, Nikola thinks.

        Not a moment later does his exhaustion make an appearance as he lets out a gentle yawn as he sinks slightly into the bench, still curiously waiting to discover Outsider’s intentions with the action. The curiosity is short lived as his fatigue soon gets the best of him, and he finds his eyes slowly shutting as another yawn marks his leave from the waking world.

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(^・ω・^ ) on behalf of Daryl Dixon, who would never send this himself

      He sits silently next to Daryl, fresh out of puns to pester the man with when he feels the familiar sensation of a hand against his hair.

      The touch is hesitant; almost like they were debating on whether or not to do it even as the hand made contact. Their hand was rough and hard, yet the movements graceful and confident. Even if Daryl wasn’t the only one in the room with him, Nikola would have been able to identify him in a heartbeat; his personality showed in each of his movements, and Nikola thought it to be interesting and so wonderfully unique.

      His response was just as interesting, if not moreso. Nikola was very verbal in his (very unreal and transparent) dislike for being pet, yet as Daryl brushed through his hair, the only noise that escaped him was a low sigh which was much closer to that of a sound of a canine’s satisfaction than any sort of audial disapproval with the action. He leans back slightly and closes his eyes, sighing once more.

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[hair], [eyes], [face], ...... [fur]

hair

Nikola has wavy, brown hair that he normally lets grow out to the point where he can tie it back into a bun, although as of late he’s been keeping it to a rather short length for the sake of summers coming arrival. He tends not to style it much for obvious reasons, unless someone else offers to do it for him, although he does keep it well maintained. He’s been told it’s very soft.

eyes

After his accident, cataracts formed in both of his eyes causing them to have a cloudy, gray appearance. They’re normally obscured with sunglasses, but when they’re not they always seem to be somewhat alert despite their condition. In size they are very much average sized, although his eyelashes are very long, causing him to sometimes push his sunglasses forward to keep them from brushing against the lenses.

face

Nikola does have a conventionally attractive face, even if he’s not completely aware of it. His jawline and cheekbones are both strong and defined, outlining the rest of his face well. His face is covered in scars, although most are small and can be mistook for small cuts except for one exceptionally large one that stretches from the corner of his hairline to his right eyebrow.

fur

In his feral form, his fur is a dark brown that can be easily mistaken for black fur unless you were to look close enough.* It’s very soft, people have said.**

* - Please approach Feral Nikola at your own discretion

** - Said people’s opinions were taken postmortem.

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hands

His hands, much like the rest of his body, have their share of battle scars from altercations with authority figures, family, and, in some cases, other wolves. Small scars and scratches litter the back of his hand and palm; his fingers remain to be unaffected for the most part.

His fingers, on the subject, are very soft. Although they are somewhat calloused from his constant use of touch and his cane, his touch is very delicate and smooth, taking time to map out surfaces and faces with great detail. Each fingernail is well maintained by himself, kept at a respectable length and only painted for certain occasions (mostly costumes.)

They don’t get sweaty often (unless he’s nervous) and are somewhat thick in width, but still rather long in general.