#nikolai gogol x fem!reader

[indigo-o]

Lil nicknames pt1 Nikolai gogol!

All fluffy fluff and some subjectiveness

Im nb fem presenting so I have to think and don't get mad at please, ive always been kept from what mlm or wow couple ment bc its seen as sinful, yeah I'm learning more so thank you for listing to my vent

Nikolai with a fem!s/o

He would definitely call you little dove, dovey, sweets, little miss.

When he calls you dovey when he's feeling like he wants funnesys, he'd also wrap his arms around your troseo when calling you dovey.

He'd call you little miss if yall were going on a date. If he'd be able to go out (little murder clown •_•)

Your cooking=your new name is sweets

Nikolai with a male!s/o

Kind sir, my boy, sweets, mansey (man-z)

WHEN HES FEELN' FRUITY HES CALLING YOU MY BOY

Like i said early if yall (bc its Nikolai) ever go to or out on a date. He's calling you kind sir

Your cooking = sweets

Okay mansey, bro I don't even know. I feel like when he's feeling dramatic he'd use it. He'd stub his toe( which I's a perfectly good read reason to be dramatic) he'd say "Oh no!! I've stubbed my toe! Help me". He dramatically falls down. "Mansey, mansey help me! Be the man, I'm dyinggggg aghhĥhh helppppp.".

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk

Lamo

Jkjkjk

Nikolai with a nb!s/o

Dove, my love, lovely darling, kind love

My love, when he noms on your neck (tell me he would do that) he'd come up behind you

Nom

Dates? Hmmmm? I really just think date with him are laying on the floor of your home. "My love your perfect."

"Lovely darling, im home! Dos-kun made me do suck hard work.". He'd whine. "He did? Go wash your clothes then sweetheart.". With dinner being made.

[thewickedjazzy]

Bonus Level: Blood lust and Terror for Kinktober.

vampire!chuuya & ghost face!nikolai x afab!reader. -two drabbles-

ᡣ𐭩warnings: nsfw mdni, smut, blood kink, biting, marking up, possessive! chuuya, unhinged vamp! chuuya, bloody sex, slight knife play, shower sex, ghost face! nikolai, teasing, cum mentioned, unprotected sex, the list goes on and on ofc.

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ᡣ𐭩a/n: i know i'm late, sorry pookies, proofreading took longer than expected and I still think that I didn’t do it thoroughly, anyways! this bonus fic is for @chuuminn —chuuya's drabble & @violetfruity ���nikolai's.

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1. [vampire! chuuya: bloodlust]:-

“you sure about this?”

chuuya stands at the edge of the bed, his chest heaving as he looks down at you, sprawled out so perfectly in the lavender lingerie that he adores. the soft fabric clings to your skin, drawing his eyes to every curve, every inch of you that’s his. he has never marked you with his fangs before, always so gentle and carefull not to press hard enough to draw blood but dazai’s words from earlier still echo in his mind, making his nerves boil with possessiveness.

you nod slowly, biting your lower lip as he throws his head back and takes a deep breath. he slips off his gloves, unbuttons his dress shirt and disregards the rest of his clothes, then crawls onto the bed, his knees sinking into the mattress as he leans over you, his hot breath grazing your neck so perfectly, anticipation pooling in your stomach. “i’ll show that asshole who ya belong to... i’ll mark every inch of you.”

your breath catches in your throat as his lips meet your skin, soft at first, teasing even, as he drags them from your neck down to your collarbone. his hand trails slowly over your side, fingers tracing the delicate lace that barely covers you, and you shudder beneath him, sweet whimpers slipping from your glossy lips.

“more..chuu-” you breathe, voice trembling as your fingers tangle in his fiery curls, tugging gently. he sucks gently at your skin, not biting—not yet. his mouth is warm, tongue flicking out to taste you as he moves lower, leaving a trail of wet heat across your chest. your body arches instinctively into his touch.

a low growl rumbles in his chest, vibrating against you as he pulls back just enough to admire the bruise forming on your skin. “I want him to see this,” he murmurs, “i want that bastard to know that yer' mine.”

his hands slide lower, tracing the lines of your body, you let out a breathless moan as his thumb brushes over the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

chuuya's red eyes glow— jealousy simmering just beneath the surface—as they lock onto yours for a moment longer before his fingers slip beneath the lace of your panties, pulling it aside with a sharp tug. the cool air hits your bare skin for a split second before he pushes his deliciously girthy cock into you with a breathless moan, lips trembles slightly as his head lolls back.

the stretch has you gasping, your nails digging into his shoulders as you struggle to catch your breath. he doesn’t ease into it, doesn’t give you the slow build you’re used to—no, this time it’s different. his hips snap forward with a force that makes your body shake beneath him, a soft cry falling from your lips.

for a vampire, you’re aware that he can go fast, but not this fast. it’s as if something has taken over him— obviously drunk by dazai’s taunt, and the need to prove something, to leave no doubt that you’re his. his fingers dig into your waist, holding you in place as he pounds into you. the sound of skin meeting skin fills the room, each thrust stealing the breath from your lungs.

“chuu—mngh.. slow down” you gasp, your voice breaking as your head falls back, exposing your neck to him. his gaze flickers to it, and for a moment, pace slowing down for a bit as his thrusts become more controlled, more intentional. he leans over you, breath brushing against your throat as he brushes his pretty lips across your skin.

“ready, doll?” his voice is almost raspy, and you can feel the sharp points of his fangs just barely grazing your neck.

“yes—please mmph” you whimper

he responds with a groan, his grip on your waist tightening, and with one final snap of his hips, he sinks his fangs into your flesh. the sharp sting makes your body jolt beneath him, a gasp caught in your throat as the heat from the bite spreads through you like wildfire. It's overwhelming—the sensation of him buried deep inside you while his fangs pierce your skin, claiming you in every way possible.

your nails rake down his back, your body arching into his as a rush of euphoria crashes over you. he growls against your neck, his fangs sinking deeper as he drinks from you, the pain and pleasure blur together, your senses completely consumed by him—his scent, his taste, the feel of him everywhere.

his pace slows, hips rolling languidly against you as he draws back, his lips brushing over the fresh bite mark now blooming on your neck, licking over it, to sooth the sting with his hot tongue, he pulls back to meet your gaze.

“mmph—there...” he murmurs, his voice rough, breathless. “only i get to see you like this... only I get to make you feel like this.”

chuuya lifts his fingers to your neck. and you feel the slick warmth of blood from the bite as he carefully smears it across your skin. he watches you intently, a smirk tugging at his lips, as he drags his fingers downwards, leaving a vivid crimson trail that leads to your stomach. and with slow precision, he begins to inscribe his name on your skin, branding you in a way no one could deny.

you catch a satisfied gleam in his eyes as he admires his handiwork, the sight of his name etched onto your skin, his gaze zeroes in on the bulge forming beneath the very letters he just traced on your stomach, a visceral reminder of how completely he’s claimed you. "f-fuck.. ahh, look at that," he pants, "every part of you belongs to me."

he leans over you again, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, the metallic taste of your blood mingles with his, creating a tantalising flavour that sends your senses into overdrive, making your brain momentarily short-circuit.

pulling back just enough to catch his breath while still pounding into you, “i fuckin’ love how you taste, doll~” he murmurs before grabbing your hips to bounce into you harder, “ffuck..ngh~ you’re worse than nicotine—s’pretty.”

2.[ghost face! nikolai: terror]:-

“ready or not, here I come, dove.” his voice echoes from the hallway.

you can hear the rustling outside, the faint sound of leaves brushing against each other, and your heart races inside your ribcage. 'it’s just a game, its just a game' you remind yourself, a thrilling night of hide and seek with nikolai. but tonight, the stakes are higher than ever.

you can hear him moving around the house, the light clatter of a knife against the wooden table as he pretends to search for you. the thrill of it all makes your pulse quicken.

you dart into the nearest room, quickly slipping into the bathroom and locking the door behind you. breathing heavily, you slide into the bathtub, pulling the shower curtain closed to shield yourself from view. you close your eyes, straining to hear any sign of him.

footsteps thud against the floor, echoing through the house. you can hear him getting closer, the way he purposefully scrapes the knife against objects, creating a haunting soundtrack to your little game. a giggle escapes your lips—this was all so exhilarating.

just as you think you might win, a chilling sound reaches your ears: the window creaking open. your breath catches in your throat. no, he wouldn’t dare. you peek through the thin fabric of the curtain, your heart pounding as you watch him slide effortlessly through the window, his ghost face mask obscuring his features but doing nothing to hide the playful glint in his eyes.

he lands silently on the porcelain floor, the knife held loosely in one hand as he scans the room. “oh sweet dove...where could you be?” he taunts, pulling back the curtains with a dramatic flair, revealing the empty bathtub. “hhmm, not here...”

but you can’t hold back a gasp of surprise, your heart racing as he turns, eyes narrowing in on you. “ah, there you are, my pretty dove,” he grins, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he strides towards the bathtub. “found you just in time.”

panic and excitement surge through you as he grips the edge of the bathtub, leaning in closer. “you know what that means, hmm?” he purrs, the knife now resting against your thigh, its cold steel sending tingles across your skin. “you’re mine now.”

in a swift motion, he puts the knife down on the counter. then, with a playful smirk, he removes his mask, revealing his handsome face—chiseled features framed by white tousled hair and piercing eyes that promises nothing but a good time.

he strips off his clothes first before his slender hands work deftly to undress you completely, trailing soft caresses along your skin as he strips away your clothes piece by piece, revealing your bare body to his hungry gaze.

he turns the shower on, the water spilling forth in a cascade of warmth, creating a sultry mist that envelops you both. he adjusts the temperature, ensuring it’s just right, then steps back to appreciate the sight of you standing there, water trickling down your body like liquid silk.

nikolai always takes his time to admire you, captivated by the way the water makes your bare skin glow under the soft moonlight streaming through the window. each droplet glistens like a jewel, accentuating your curves and casting a radiant sheen across your body. he can’t help but notice how your hair falls delicately over your shoulders, a few wet strands framing your pretty face, enhancing your beauty in a way that leaves him utterly breathless—you’re so beautiful, so undeniably exquisite.

“you look absolutely divine, my dove,” with that, he captures your lips in a heated kiss. the kind that makes your head spin. the thrill of the game shifts gears into something much hotter as he leans in closer, whispering, “time for your punishment—if you can handle it.”

you smirk, breathless against his lips. “punishment? is that what we’re calling this now?” you tease, raising an eyebrow.

“only for the prettiest ones,” he replies with a cocky grin, his hands roaming your sides, tracing circles into the soft surface of your skin as the water cascades over the two of you.

with a sudden surge of strength, he lifts you effortlessly, and you gasp as he hoists you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. the world around you blurs, everything feels incredible—the warm water, the scent filling the air, your body fitting perfectly in his grasp as he squeezes your plushy ass. he presses you against the cool tiles of the shower wall, the contrasting sensations send a delicious tingle that dances across your skin.

he peaks over shoulder, staring down to your breasts. he licks his lips before leaning in to kiss along the swell of your breast. a pleased whimper echoes between your pink lips, and you shudder when he sucks hard at the sensitive skin.

he pulls back, resting his hard cock against your front, dragging it slowly down between your slick folds, teasing you until your breath breaks into shaky gasps.

his voice hums with pleasure, each whimper like a melody, as your skin feels so warm and impossibly smooth beneath him. the wetness coating your folds, making his precum glisten at the tip before the water washes it away.

“kyola—mmph please,” you whine.

but he doesn't listen only teases you further, brushing against your entrance but never quite pushing in, the need almost unbearable as he keeps you right on the brink. his lips curve into a sly grin against your skin as you plead.

“goddammit! kyola..fuck me please,” you plead, your voice breaking as you try to grind against him.

“so eager?” he murmurs, his breath like hot feathers brushing against your skin as he finally presses the tip of his cock against your entrance, but he still holds back, making you wait just a little longer for a bit.

he finally pushes in, keeping a slow, agonizing pace. the sensation rips through you, and a broken gasp escapes your throat. your walls clench around him, immediately welcoming him deeper as your head falls back, mouth open in a silent plea. the stretch is overwhelming, every inch of him filling you completely until you can't hold it back anymore.

"kyo—aagh~" his name tears from your lips, louder than you meant. he buries himself inside you and his grip tightens on your hips, steadying you as his cock sinks deep, he leans in to murmur filthy praises in your ear.

"there it is," he breathes,"that’s what i wanted to hear—ah yes keep clenching around me like this..hmm" he doesn't wait, pulling back only to thrust in again, harder this time, making your body arch against him.

each push driving you closer to the edge, your voice breaking as you scream his name again, this time louder—you can feel him everywhere, the slick heat between your legs driving him over the edge as he grunts against your neck, his control slipping. "ffuck—nnghh..you're perfect," he growls, picking up the pace as your moans grow louder, each sound only spurring him on.

you clung to him desperately, each upward thrust of his hips sending you bouncing on his thick cock. your nails dig down his back, leaving deep marks that he knew would form jagged red lines across his pale skin by morning.

you cry out as he keeps his relentless, punishing rhythm, your body shaking as you finally reach your release, tears rolling down your cheeks. he presses tender kisses against your damp skin, whimpering your name as he follows right after, his cock continues sliding in and out slowly, riding out the sweet waves of his own release.

he gently sets you down, wrapping his arms around you as your legs tremble beneath you. his cum mixed with yours slowly drips down between your thighs.

“we should definitely play these kinds of games again.” you chuckle.

TAGS: @a-smol-bean @amanoava @falloutjuli @embersweapons @warriordemigosworld @cathias @alyszuha @v15aexe @vasarii @pe4rl-diver @sukidenks @dazaifavbandage @fyodorsprettynun @ace-0fspades69 @irasamu @trippyserval @alyszuha @bittysuguro @writingandmusing

[dietcokegirly12]

“Torturous Intent”

featuring nikolai gogol (Φ‿‿Φ)

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art credit: @gorimarus

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dead dove do not eat!! this one is a lil dark!

tags: bondage, sexual torture, restraints, interrogation, psychological manipulation, power imbalance, teasing, edging, dubcon, corruption kink, fingering, unprotected sex, coercion, dark themes, etc. etc.

word count: 2.2k

KINKTOBER OCT. 23 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖𓉸ִֶָྀི ִֶָ་༘ ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪

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"You know what would be fun, Fyodor?" The white haired man in front of you giggled manically, looking down at your slumped form on the floor, arms chained behind your back. "Fucking this pretty little thing until she talks about who she is, and what she wants."

"Do what you wish with her," Fyodor's cool Russian accent floated through the air eerily, waving his hand dismissively as his footsteps began to retreat. "I leave the rest to you."

You had been caught by the Decay of Angels, a terrorist organization made up of several Gifted individuals whose plan it was to eradicate the world as it is, using a page from a reality altering book. You, an undercover member of the Armed Detective Agency, had been tasked with getting more info, stealing the page back to prove the Agency’s innocence, and ultimately save the world but things had clearly gone astray.

What you failed to take into account was how secure the Decay of Angels base was, and how overpowering all of the members truly were.

Fyodor, who you believed the smartest in the group, somehow managed to sense your arrival, and sent his little minion, Nikolai after you, who you were unable to escape from due to his ability, The Overcoat, which allowed him to teleport and open portals to draw his victims into.

Which is how you found yourself here. Your hands chained behind your back, and restrained on the floor, staring up defiantly at the now lone man who stood in front of you.

He crouches down close to you, one long finger coming to toy with a strand of hair falling into your eyes. “So little dove, gonna talk? Or am I just gonna have to make you?”

“Fuck. You. And your stupid organization. The Detective Agency is going to stop all of you, and when they do, you’ll regret this.” You snarl out.

Nikolai stands back up, and simply laughs, delighted by your response. “Well. Guess we have to do this the hard way, then!”

He suddenly yanked your feet toward him, and with a surprising amount of force managed to pin you down, your legs spread. You tried to squirm, but he held you down firmly, and before you could blink, had your legs chained apart.

“What..”

“Now, I believe I asked you a question, dove.” he practically purrs, his hands coming up to grip your thighs tightly.

Nikolai was his name. You didn’t know much about the elusive man, except his ability, and that his reason for joining the Decay of Angels was to achieve total freedom.

You hated him, his ideals, and everything he stood for. How could somebody do those things to innocent people, and kill so many for such a stupid goal?

But now, as he stood in front of you, grinning wolfishly, his white braid swinging down by his face, and striped pants showing off an impressive bulge, you couldn’t help the heat that spread over your body at being in such a compromising position.

They had already stripped you of clothes to ensure you didn’t have any weapons or devices strapped to you, so you were dressed in nothing but a thin pair of panties, your chest bare.

"Tell me everything." His hands slide farther up, reaching dangerously close to the warmth between your thighs, already seeping arousal.

"I..." You swallow, your eyes flicking up to his. "I won't! You can't make me!"

His lips curve up. "Oh really? Is that a challenge? Because I love challenges!"

You gasp as in one swift tug, he pulls down your panties, exposing your dripping cunt to him.

"Oh?" He giggles in delight. "I didn't realize you were this wet already, doll. This is going to be easy."

He gently cups your entire pussy in his hand, making you inhale sharply, automatically trying to squeeze your legs around his hand, but to no avail, the chains rattling slightly.

One expert finger comes to tilt up your chin, his scarred eye boring into yours. "Last chance to answer the question before things get rough for youu.." he says in a sing-song voice, his hand squeezing slightly tighter around you for emphasis.

You gulp, trying to keep your composure. The Detective Agency had trained you for this, had warned you of his tactics, and you weren't going to give in so easily. "No."

His grin widens. "Well, if you insist." And with one motion, a lithe finger plunges into you, immediately curling upward to hit your sweet spot, making your mind instantly go blank as a harsh moan leaves you.

"Now, are you from the Guild?" He watches you carefully, his thumb ghosting over your clit before pressing lightly.

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to ignore him, but unable to stop him, or even move, completely spread out for him to see and touch.

"Hm?" he leans closer to you, his warm breath tickling your neck as he slowly begins to add another finger, stretching you.

"What about.." he scissors you with his perfect, long fingers, hitting places you've never been able to reach before. "the Port Mafia?"

You cry out a soft moan in response, trying to shift to open your legs wider, feeling yourself getting closer to release.

He giggles at this, continuing his movements even faster than before. "No, I know, I know. You're from The Detective Agency, aren't you?" With that, he presses his finger harshly to your clit, eliciting a soft whimper from you.

Delighted, he presses harder. "Yes?"

He begins to pump his fingers in and out of you, lewd squelching sounds ensuing as he also applies pressure to your throbbing clit.

Just as white-hot pleasure begins to creep up, white dots spotting your vision as your tummy coils, tightening up around him, he slips his fingers back out, leaving only a painful throbbing behind.

You gasp softly for breath, shaking by this point as you squirm, desperately needing more for the pulsing in between your plushy thighs. "Nikolai.." you beg.

He cocks his head mockingly. "Tell me, and this can all be over, little dove."

You simply stare at him, tears beginning to brim over your lash line.

He tsks softly, shaking his head. "Wanna play games, huh? Too bad for you because I happen to have quite a talent in them."

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It's been hours and you still wouldn't talk.

Nikolai had begun to get restless, very worked up by your soft pleads and whimpers, though he wouldn't show it.

"Just tell me, baby." his voice is ragged, breathing slightly strained, and through your hazy vision, blurred by tears of overstimulation and pent-up tension from your muscles contracting, you see a very large tent straining against his striped pants, pre-cum beginning to seep through, and leave a damp, wet patch across the front.

"Tell me, and I can give you what you want."

By this point, all your muscles are numb and completely sore from the constant straining against your cuffs making you unable to move or flinch away. Salty tears crust on your cheeks, and sweat covers your entire body in a slight sheen.

He had replaced his fingers with a vibrator, the low hum the only sound in the cool, damp room, as your sensitive bud throbs dully.

Every now and then, he'd turn it up, high enough for you to feel the very tips of your pleasure spreading through your body, but having become accustomed to your tell-tale signs by now; the slight scrunch of your eyes, the way your moans get pitchier, and you ever so slightly try to grind your hips up, retracts it immediately, leaving you an unsatisfied mess.

More excruciating minutes tick by, and he continues questioning you, not stopping the relentless buzzing against your puffy clit.

"What possible group could it be that you're this loyal to, hm? What do they do for you?"

"It's n-not.. ah.. about that. It's about working for the right side, being morally correct."

You can't stifle the soft sobs and whimpers wracking your body, and seeming to take pity for a moment, he puts the vibrator to the lowest setting, pausing to tilt his head. "Are you truly happy in the organization you work for? Or do you just do it to feel like you're on the right side?"

You move your head side to side, shuddering softly. "F-fuck, I j-just want to be on the side that makes a difference in the world, you know? That changes it in s-some way."

His face seems to alight with curiosity at that. "Both sides have the capacity to change the world, but neither is completely good or completely evil. They have different purposes, but ultimately both sides have to do terrible things for their beliefs. Wouldn't you agree, dove? Hm? Just how many people have you killed on your journey to righteousness?" He says the last word like an insult, curling his lip maliciously and beginning to straighten himself up to leave, humming softly.

You truly can't take it anymore, the torturing, the constant stimulation, it's all too much. And now you're questioning your beliefs, your morals, all because of this stupid man, if you could even call him that. The worst part of it all was that he was partly right about some of it. You had killed people, lots of them at that. So could you really consider yourself working for a good organization? And in the end, did it really matter?

"Wait!" You call out desperately, as you scrabble against the chains holding back your weak body.

He turns back, his lips curving up sadistically.

"The Detective Agency! I work for The Detective Agency! They sent me here to steal the page back! At one time, I enjoyed w-working for them. But now.. I-I don't know." You whimper softly, your eyes fluttering pathetically as tears slide down your cheeks. "A good agency wouldn't leave me here to suffer, r-right?"

Instead, you feel his fingers graze your cheek, cool to the touch. "That's right. See, that's all you had to say. Good girl." He stands up again, and you panic, thinking that was all you're going to get, but instead he begins to push down his striped pants enough to reveal his flushed cock, pearly pre-cum beading out of the tip. He wasn't very thick, but he was long. So long, that you involuntarily whined at the thought of him being inside you, prodding all your sweet spots, and giving you what you craved so desperately.

"Eager, are we?" He presses himself on top of you, his cock leaking all over your stomach before he lines himself up against you, nudging slightly at your entrance. After being edged for so long, you're practically dizzy at just the feeling of his mushy tip barely pushing into your sensitive, puffy cunt.

In one fluid motion, he fully sheathes himself deep inside you, all the way to the hilt, the stretch filling you so deliciously, you try to suck him deeper, greedily taking every inch.

He groans softly at how tight and soft you are around him, the feeling of you so pathetically weak and helpless in his arms, reduced to a mere shred of yourself as you willingly give him everything you have, making him desperate to take more, more, more, until there's nothing left.

He begins a quick pace, his thrusts as spontaneous and jarring as he is, the length of him managing to hit that spongy spot inside you that has you arching and squirming as much as you can while restrained.

After being on the verge of cumming for hours, it doesn't take more than three thrusts of his long cock pressing sweetly into you for you to finally release around him, your warmth soaking and fluttering around his cock, sobbing with relief.

As you lay a boneless heap on the floor, he continues thrusting into you steadily until the warmth and twitching of you is too much for him to bear, his soft cries echoing as he finishes, spurting warm cum deep inside your walls, filling you up completely, some beginning to seep out of your abused cunt.

As your chest heaves, his body still pressed tightly against you, he pauses.

"Would you like to join the Decay of Angels, as my subordinate?"

You stare at him, bleary and submissive, fully broken underneath him.

"You could act as a double agent for us, going back to the Detective Agency and gathering intel. Hm? What do you say?" He excitedly peers down at you, noticing a hollowness in your eyes that wasn't there before.

"The Agency has never really cared for me. They care for the purpose, the cause of what we're doing, and they'll do anything to achieve it." You shift, looking up at him with wide, uncertain eyes. "Would you do that if I worked with you?"

"No, dove, I would never. This little torturing session was only to get a response. And please, call me 'kolya."

You sigh, your body soft against his as you mull it over. You turn back, your eyes slightly dull, and lacking the contempt righteousness that they had held before. "Okay, 'kolya. I'll join."

His lips curve ever so slightly up into a sadistic smile.

He was going to ruin you.

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[chuunai]

baby daddy nikolai ! who merely stares at you at first when you say you’re pregnant. he didn’t like it at first. a baby would tie him down, lessen the freedom he craved. but he already tied himself to you through love. plus, he could teach the kid to annoy sigma.

baby daddy nikolai ! who complains when there’s no kicks when he places his hand on your belly. it’s dumb that he won’t be able to feel anything until the fifth or so month. often when you’re napping, he’ll prod at your stomach and try and will it to somehow move. if his baby takes after him, it’ll be one energetic little hellion.

baby daddy nikolai ! who gleefully shows off ultrasound photos to fyodor and sigma, excitedly blabbering about the baby to his ‘best friends’. fyodor takes the role of godfather while sigma wisely chooses not to involve himself in the mess. he’s scared too. the clown having spawn? nuh-uh.

baby daddy nikolai ! who steals so much baby stuff from stores. cute plushies, pregnancy pillows, toys, etc. you don’t approve—he doesn’t care. he claims it’s saving money for the kiddo.

baby daddy nikolai ! who insists on your child having a patronymic name. his baby will inherit his ukrainian ancestry, and he doesn’t take no for an answer. this includes him cooking ukrainian dishes for you so the baby can get used to the dishes pre-birth.

baby daddy nikolai ! who decides at the end of the day that this pregnancy is yet another expression of your shared free will. he put the baby in you and you decided to carry it. if that’s not proving his fixation of freedom and escape, then what is?

Tags: @twst-om-lover, @sinfulthoughtsposts, @xxcandlelightxx

[raitonsfw]

𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: | 1 | Nikolai switched the plates on you, and suddenly the aphrodisiacs that were supposed to be coursing through his veins suddenly rushed through yours... | 2 | Round after round after round, Nikolai decided his cock was best spent nestled deep inside your cunt for the night– sleep evading your senses.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader... | 1 | aphrodisiacs, accidental drug usage, manipulation, teasing, dirty talk, desperation, mentions of multiple positions & kinks (anal, spanking, bondage, use of nikolai's ability for sexual purposes), petnames (dove, my love, my sweet) | 2 | pussy worship, cockwarming, dirty talk, p in v intercourse, creampie, hint of a breeding kink, petnames (princess, dove), he's lovey dovey here and slightly whiney (he doesn't wanna pull out)

a/n: | 1 | i found a way to include his ability hehe, this thirst had me reeling for a long while. wc: 600ish. | 2 | to cockwarm nikolai would be an honour... he's just sooo pretty. wc: 600ish. v-day m.list | m.list

thirst count: 2

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

| 1 |

Oh, you didn’t think Nikolai would be so cruel. When you tried to stand from the confines of the table, you saw the smirk that leveled his face. “N-Nikolai, did you switch the food?”

“Whatever are you talking about, dove?” He smirked at you, his hand resting carefully against the nook of his gloved palm. His eyes had sparkled the very first time you took a bite of the dinner you had made for the two of you– one plate mixed with potent aphrodisiacs and the other simmered down with nothing but what was originally in the rice pot. 

You wanted to see him panting, ripping off his clothing, his cloak– yours too, just to be inside you, inside something that would calm him down from the painful ache of the aphrodisiacs… and the best part is he wouldn’t even know why he was like that. He’d be totally overwhelmed by the throb of his pretty cock, straining against his striped trousers and he wouldn’t even realize that you had put sexual stimulants in his rice until he was on his knees in front of you– begging for relief from his precious innocent girl. And that’s when he’d realize, his cards falling out of favor.

 It was the perfect plan to get him to submit to you for once. 

But you realized that your plan had totally backfired as your arousal dripped into the lace, pooling right underneath the warmth of your cunt. It was cool and sticky against your skin and you squirmed in your seat, a needy whine escaping your throat as you moved too suddenly, the lace rubbing up against your swollen clit. 

“My love, are you– aroused?” Nikolai had lifted from his seat with faux shock painting his face, his hand offering out towards your shoulder and you immediately tried to pull him down but he shifted back with a smirk. “Need some help?”

“Need you to fuck me– Lai, shit, I hate you…” And he only murmured as you cursed him for swapping the rice dishes. Your mind was absolutely whirling, your skin flushed hot and all you could think about was getting his cock inside you as soon as possible. You fucking needed it– honestly you needed anything at this point and your fingers came down to swipe at the wet material of your clothing, you were like a goddamn leaky faucet. Your pussy clenched around nothing as he tutted at you with a frowny face, moving to stand behind you. 

“No, no… I didn’t tell you to touch yourself.” He ran a finger down the underside of your chin before softly grabbing at it, making you peer towards his face above you and you tilted your neck up obediently. You didn’t care to listen to what he had to say after that though, your senses far gone from the grasps of reality.

You started to babble on about the ideas floating in your head. Normally, you’d keep quiet about your fantasies, but you couldn’t help yourself; it all came spilling out as you looked up at him, his heterochromatic eyes lurking with a mischievous smile. “Nikolai– can we try a new position? Want you to fuck me on this table, but not my pussy…” 

“Anal? Why not also try bondage, my sweet?” Nikolai had both hands on your shoulders now, careful to not rouse you too much as he bent down beside you. His silky braid fluttered against your back as he whispered in your ear, one glove escaping into his coat as he pulled out a wrap of ribboned rope from the golden portal within “Maybe I can get you in the perfect position, where I can spank you for being such a bad girl…” 

Yes, Nikolai was cruel– vile and you practically felt his devious grin floating behind your ear as he swept down to bind you.

| 2 |

“Sorry, princess… Couldn’t go another second without your pussy squeezing me soo tightly.” Nikolai groaned into your ear as he bottomed out in you again, for the third time that night. 

“Lai…” You moaned into his mouth as he pressed it against yours, reveling in the way he slid in and out of you feverishly. You were tired, but you just couldn’t resist him; it was Valentine’s Day after all and you barely got to see him with his carded debut in his shady organization. 

He hiked your legs up against his shoulders, his braid fluttering down his chest and you threw your head back in a bitey moan. You knew his eyes were gleaming on your folds, taking him in so nicely as they swiped slick onto his cock. Even behind his card mask you could recognize the shine to them from the turquoised scar; he was focusing solely on how wet you were and how so fucking pliant you were, sucking him in with every thrust. Nikolai was a creature of habit, you knew all his tricks and that made you perfect for him, perfect for the length of his cock nearly folding you in two.

“Gonna fill you up again– Ah, c’mon dove, don’t be shy…” He teased, voice rough and his white knuckled gloves came up to brush your arm away from your face. Every roll of his hips had you in a trance, rutting against your sweet spot and gripped at his hands as they intertwined with yours. A smirk plastered onto his face as he saw your eyes roll back when he worked his thrusts faster into you. 

You whimpered as you felt his cock twitch inside of you and a weak moan fell from his lips as he came inside of you, some of it leaking out as he fucked it into you with a heavy sigh. He had buried his face into the crook of your neck not long after, lavishing kisses against it as you rode out your high. As you regained your senses, the feeling in your cunt felt a little odd and you realized Nikolai hadn’t pulled out yet. 

Did he want to go another round?

“Nikolai.” You said in a quiet tone as you rubbed your palms up the sides of his waist which in turn, he shuddered. “Are you not going to pull out?” 

“Don’t think so.” He said flatly. You couldn’t detect if this was a joke or not, but he didn’t budge even as you wiggled underneath him. “Hey–!” 

“Lai, come on.” You said with a short laugh, sleep trudging up within your eyelids and you were a few minutes from passing out. “Come lay next to me.”

“But you’re soo warm around me… I don’t wanna pull out.”  He muttered into your skin, his tongue laving at a bruise he marked on you earlier in the day. You whined at the soreness of it, scratching at his back lovingly to try to get him to roll off of you. You were quickly losing the battle though as he dug himself deeper into you, his cock snug and his chest flush with yours. Nikolai let out a soft noise of content as your body relaxed against his, his hands mimicking yours against your waist.

You watched as his head bobbed up to stare at you and you reached up with a small smile, removing his card mask to reveal his other eye. Jade peeked back at you in a mischievous glance, a coy smile written on his lips. “There you are. Did you want to sleep like this?” 

“Absolutely.” His voice was like static to you, raspy and quiet as his eyes etched with sleep whilst looking at you. And you figured, why not let him? 

You just have to be ready to wake up later on… with his thrusts shaking you awake.

[astral-gamma]

bsd x reader when some bsd men are talking to another woman or person and they seem to be getting just a liiiittle too comfy so reader get jealous and is clingy all day but doesn't speak and/or ignores them. reader can be fem or gn

fluff , no smut or seggs pls

chars: fyodor, nikolai, dazai, ranpo and whoever else you want! (but maily fyodor cuz i'm a s.i.m.p)

(i can see reader just dragging niko where ever she/they go but don't even make eye contact with him)

u wanted requests and i thoughts of this so you can do it whenever u want and also thank you!

Characyers: Fyodor-Dazai-Nikolai-Ranpo (separeted) making reader jealous ^^

Note!: this took so long yet i couldve done much better 'cause i dont really like it *cries*

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FYODOR 

Fyodor has been spending the whole day with this cute girl and ignoring you, it's not as we was cheating on you,you knew that, and you also knew that she Was just a pice for a new plan of his… yet he was only looking at her you kinda felt bad and sad. you felt a shockwave go through you as you  saw him smiling with her, a sudden jealously that I had not expected. His enthusiastic motions drew her in like a magnet as he leaned in a bit too near. You observed from a distance, creating fantastical stories about their friendship in your head. What were the secrets they were sharing during those giggly conversations? you couldn't help but feel irritated by his lack of interest.

As the day went by , dusk approached, the boy with darker locks eventually decided to come back to the house you shared.

Your cheeks were still wet from the tears you had just cried, and you were already fast asleep, cuddled up under the covers of your large bed. Fyodor, who was incredibly smart despite everything, saw this and knew right once what was going on.He knew what was coming for the day when he woke up the next morning with you in his arms (obviously, it wasn't bothering him in the least; in fact, he was just glad to have you close)... He probably knew that you had no intention of leaving him for at all, and for the rest of the day, Fyodor tried to work but was distracted by your soft touches and gentle actions. Eventually, he gave up and paid attention to you, giving you the cuddles and small gestures that you sorely needed.

"Still jealous my Mishka?"

You said nothing just stayed in is warmth “oh my,my dear i love you and you only”

DAZAI

we all know how dazai flirts with all girls but this time he went over the limit and spent the whole time talking to the waitress despite her and YOUR  discomfort. It was supposed to be your date and what does he do? Flirts and is with another girl!!!? 

When you were then on your way home he tried to talk to you and start a conversation but your responses were a simple "mh mh" or "yeah sure" in a cold and uncaring tone and this behavior went on until the next morning. You had calmed down and were getting up and noticed that the raven-haired boy had already disappeared to who knows where....

You got ready to go to work and noticed that your boyfriend was already there,without thinking much about it I took the chair and stood beside him linking your arms to his upper arm

He looked at you with a confused look

"Bella! You need"

No answer

"Bella?" 

No answer,just you snuggling into his arm

He understood and left you there while he did everything but work

NIKOLAI

Having a bright and cheeky nature, Nikolai would naturally draw attention from others.

You observed with a sinking heart as Nikolai struck up conversations with appealing girls.

You wondered, your mind racing with uncertainties and fears, "What if Nikolai prefers the company of those girls over me?"

You couldn't get rid of the uneasy sensation in the air that night as they sat by the fireplace because you couldn't look Nikolai in the eyes."What troubles you, my love?" With a soft voice, Nikolai questioned.

But you remained silent.You rushed up from where you were sitting and hopped on him, giving him a tight embrace without saying anything. The man realized after some consideration that you were probably overthinking things.

 Nikolai held your hands in his and soothed your anxious state with kind words of passion and love as his eyes softened with tenderness. He explained that while he appreciated the beauty of others, it was you who held the key to his heart, and no one else was comparable to you.

RANPO 

Ranpo acts and behaves in a very childish manner; he is direct in everything he says and does, frequently acting without hesitation.

He doesn't even understand it at first—he's the greatest investigator in all of Japan, yet he's incredibly naive—he doesnt even realise hes making you jealous and kinda feel bad.He didn't even look at you during a investigation in which you were tasked with assisting him, and he ignored you if you had something to say. All he was thinking about was that case and how he could make himself stand out and demonstrate that he was the greatest, the smartest, he and he only...

You'd be lying if you said this behavior wasn't upsetting you.You choose to remain in the distance, maybe to let time pass or in hopes that someone would eventually take notice of you.

Ranpo only returned to you a few hours later, mumbling about how foolish everyone was in comparison to him after Ranpo's Ultra Deduction had solved the case.

You didn't respond, and he realized right away—not because of his incredible deduction, per se, but also because he observed your depressing attitude.

He let you snuggle and love him because he knew deep down thats what you wanted and opened his arms to make you feel better and in hope you'll forgive him. 

[doukeshi-kun]

𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙞 + 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙗𝙨

featuring ⨳ fem!nikolai x fem!reader

contents ⨳ n/sfw, tits-sucking, soft dom!nikolai i think, tits and boobs and breasts and bosoms and tiddies

“You're so soft, darling.”

“Mmh...” your lips are tight as you try to control your moaning. Nikolai does not mind the noise, she just enjoys the way you're trying to control yourself as her slender fingers twirl your nipples.

“So peaky, so cute,” she mutters before she leans forward, sucking one of your nipples just for a quick second. It's enough to make your body jerk upward, trying to get more of that sensation for a longer time.

“You're such a cute little thing,” she says, chuckling when your face is flustered by her soft yet dominant voice. You're naked, your cunt was fingered by her roughly earlier and she just gave her attention more to your breasts now.

Her hands slowly trail away from your chest but you are quick to grab her wrists. “K-Keep touching, p-please, mommy...” you mumble shyly. Nikolai cackles at your neediness but she moves her hands away, resting on your waist now. She leans once again, kissing your nipple for a few more seconds before parting away.

“I want you to play with mine,” she says as she raises her body, still having you under her. She unbuttons the white satin robe and lets it loose, revealing her tits to you. She takes your hand before she puts one of your hands on her chest.

“It's soft, right?” she asks and you nod, eyes cannot move away from her gorgeous body. Nikolai chuckles before she gently moves your hand to fondle her tits. “You have to— mmh... massage them like this... And then— Y-Yes, like that. My, my, you're such a quick learner, aren't you?”

Your hands are fondling her tits. They are soft and tender. She moans softly as she helps you get up before she puts her hand on the back of your head. Your eyes look up to her before she grins naughtily. Then, she presses your head to bury your face deep into the crook of her bouncy tits.

“Mmh— K-Kolya—mmh!” your voice is muffled as she rubs your face on her tits. Her hard nipples graze on your lips and you open your mouth, letting your tongue roll out, lapping her nipple.

“S-Suck it, pretty girl,” she commands and you wrap your lips around her nipple as one of your hands fondle her other breast. Nikolai mewls in pleasure, pushing your face deeper as you suck hard on the bud.

You feel like you're short on breath—your nose is squeezed on the tender skin of her breast and you could only smell her fragrant body. She smells peachy. Nikolai pulls you even closer, practically smothering you with her plump tits. You could feel her knee rubbing against your wet cunt. Saliva is drooling on your chin.

“Ngh— fuck..” she breathes softly as she slowly lets you go, and a thin string of your saliva is connecting to the tip of her nipple to your lips. Nikolai twirls her fingers on that saliva string, catching the wetness before she brings her hand down to your cunt, probing your clit.

“A-Ah...!” you gasp loudly as she rubs that sensitive nerves.

“You did so well, baby. My princess deserves her pretty reward, yes?”

©doukeshi-kun 2023 — do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, more @cherikolya

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[st4rd0lly]

𝐖𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 !

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 @/𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘺𝘢 ’𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘈𝘜 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘕𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪 !! 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 <3 

@doukeshi-kun

cw : no smut just yet , MDNI still , slight implications of future dark content , reader is an adult in early 20s while nikolai is older , fem reader

A young rising star actress, gaining more and more popularity within each film you star in.

That was you.

And unfortunately for you, you had a very big director with his eyes glued to every move you make. Nikolai Gogol was a very prominent actor and director, he’s been in the business for a long time and he’s good at it. Almost too good.

There’s a lot of mysteries, rumors, more surrounding the man in general despite him being there for so long. Not much is known about his personal life or how he started to rise up. Most of the public just knew that he started off as a child actor.

There’s almost an aura of weariness that people get around him, but his charismatic and mischievous nature keeps pulling them back in for more despite their gut. When he walks, the people shifts and the mood becomes a tide dependent on him due to the air he brings. He knows how to perform and then perform, even when he’s not on the job.

It was only natural that he gained interest in a new star, he was a director after all. That was what most people told you. But there was just something off about him to you, though you never had an actual full conversation with the man besides…

-

“Haha, isn’t it my lucky day! An amazing actress with more amazing work, lovely meeting you.” The man stood before you, giving a small grin before shaking your hand. You’d smile back at him, shaking his hand too.

“Pleasure to meet you Gogol.” You said, your voice firm but sounding polite and friendly. He was a very attractive man, that you couldn’t deny. He was tall, he had pale skin, and pretty white, fluffy hair that was tied in its usual braid. His eyes were something that were easy to get lost into, a green that’s rich like emerald and a shade of a blue that paints the sky. 

Not to mention, the scar that sits on top with a nicely put together outfit. The red tint of his lips made a nice contrast and you couldn’t help but feel a slight dread to hear him speak again for some reason.

“Oh please dear, do call me Nikolai. No need for last names.” He reassures, the smile on his face grew wider, letting out a small chuckle. You felt your chest tighten. Did everyone feel so off when talking to him? 

“Director!”

“Ah, I have to get going. I’ll see you around yeah darl?”

“Of course.”

-

And that was the last you’ve talked to him. It was a while ago, back at an event for god knows what. You’d been to too many for your liking. You still remember the moments where he was glancing at you ever so subtly. 

But now your team came to you with an opportunity, an opportunity to act with him.

-

“It’s a really good chance for you to really get out there. Gogol is one of the best, he’s directing and acting and! He’ll be a great guidance.” Your manager told you, you nodded your head but pursed your lips into a thin line in thought. 

“I don’t know…” You sighed, bouncing your knee while you sat. 

“You’re already gaining a lot of popularity, a boost wouldn’t hurt. You’ve got great skills and a good mindset. You mind if I ask why you’re hesitating?” 

‘Because he’s off! There’s something off about him!’

“Guess I’m just… a little intimidated is all. Don’t get me wrong, I know this is pretty rare for newbies to get invited into such a huge project by someone like him. But I just—”

“He’s been one of your supporters since the start, it’s a good thing he’s interested in you. I get it, it might be overwhelming but that’s just how the industry is. —With that being said, it’s still ultimately your choice.”

You bit your inner cheek. It would be rude to decline an offer from a big shot like him, especially when he’s been supporting your work you figured. And it doesn’t hurt to be curious about him too, only way to figure out more about him is…

“Let him know I accept then.”

‘We’ll see how this goes.’

-

The past few days working with Nikolai, your co-stars, and staff have all went well so far. Your manager was right, so far at least. You were still somewhat skeptical. He was great at guiding people in the right direction. Not only was he easy to talk to but he was friendly, very friendly. 

Almost a little too friendly to you, but you shrugged it off. It must because you’re still somewhat new to the acting scene. You still weren’t sure how to feel.

“Hey darl, how’s my favorite star holding up?” Nikolai’s cheery voice snapped you out of your thoughts, his hand placed on the low of your back. You didn’t think much of it and you smiled at him politely.

“A bit tired but nothing I can’t handle. I’m excited to run upcoming scenes.” You told him, eating a strawberry that they had out on the food table for lunch. You managed to grab a few before they ran out. Your manager always told you it wasn’t good to act with completely empty stomach. He let out a small chuckled, nodding his head.

“Yes, yes! I’m glad you’re having fun dear.” He grinned, but then his eyes trailed to your lips. “Are the strawberries sweet?” He asked, keeping the cheerful expression on his face.

“Yeah, they’re sweeter than I expected. I really like these.” You responded genuinely, grabbing another one. 

“Let me have a taste.” He said, leaning down and eating the strawberry from your hand to his mouth. You were surprised, not expecting him to do something like that so casually. 

‘He smells sweet.’

‘….And his hands are really nice.’

You looked at him still with a surprised expression, letting out a small laugh when you saw his focused face on tasting the the strawberry. You were aware he was probably doing this to make you feel more comfortable and light hearted. At least that’s what you thought to make of his actions.

‘Wait, did I just say he smells sweet? In my head?’

“Yes—”

“Huh?” You cut him off, snapping out of your head. Worried that you had said your thoughts out loud, you turn your face to his more directly. He raises a brow at you, an amused look on his face.

“I was about to say, yes you are right. They are pretty sweet but it looks like you have something on your mind honey.” He tells you, nothing ever goes unnoticed by him.

“O-Oh! It’s nothing, sorry I was just thinking about something random.” You try to explain, there’s no way you’re going to explain what you thought about him to him. That was weird. He’s weird… okay but maybe you’re weird too for thinking that of him-

“You always look so tense around me darling, you always have something on your mind don’t you?” He chuckles. “Dim your worried thoughts pretty thing. I’m not gonna bite you.” 

…Okay yeah he is weird.

But for some reason, your cheeks feel like they were growing warmer. 

“Unless you want me too.”

You didn’t quite catch what he said that moment, so now it was your turn to look at him a little amused snd confused. 

“What was that?”

“Oh nothing nothing dear!” He rubs the inner of your wrist quickly with his thumb, standing back up straight and patting you on the back. He let out a small light hearted laugh. “Oh you’re so cute. Relax okay? This is your first time working with a huge director isn’t it? —Ah maybe that sounds too arrogant of me. I’m just rather familiar with the position is all.” 

“Y-Yeah it is, you know just wanna do my best.” You stammer a bit, nodding your head in agreement.

“You’re already doing so good for me sweetheart, you’re gonna be just fine.” He reassures you, he was a little too good at eye contact. “Actually, you know what? Say, are you free after the shoot?”

You blink.

Where did this come from? What did he plan to do? Why was he asking? You had to come up with an answer. Quick. There wasn’t any time to think-

“Uh, you know I think I am? I don’t usually have anything planned after shoots.”

‘Fuck. What was that?’ 

You internally started cursing at yourself. You initially planned to deny, a thing your gut was screaming at you to do. But you couldn’t think right when he looked at you. It almost seemed sly in the way he smirked.

“How about this? After this shoot is done, go home and get dressed. Come over to my place for dinner yeah darl? I’ll give you some advice, I would just tell you now but we have to run the next scene in about 30? And I don’t wanna stay at the studio much longer after. What do you say?” He asks, tilting his head ever so slightly.

‘There’s no backing out now..’

“Sure, that sounds good to me.” You gave him a sheepish smile. A grin was too swift to grow on his face before relaxing into a casual smile. He reached for his phone, it was different from the usual phone he uses. It must’ve been a personal phone. You figured you should grab your own too.

“Here you go.” He says, handing you his phone and swapping with you. You both take a few moments to put in your numbers and for some reason, you feel as if you’ve greatly messed up. You both swapped the phones back. “There’s my number, give me a call before you’re on your way dear.”

“Okay, I will. Thank you.” You told him, now somewhat nervous to look up at him again.

“Gogol! Makeup touch ups!” A staff called out for him, your makeup artist was also probably looking for you.

“I’ll be seeing you later.” He winks at you, walking away. You let out a small laugh, nervous. You finished the strawberry off quickly, tossing it into the trash before walking off to find your makeup artist.

This is too weird.

dividers : @/cafekitsune

[luvfy0dor]

Yo! I'm so happy for you! 600?! EPIC! For the event, can I please request Nikolai x GN! reader with the kiss prompt: hand kisses (With Nikolai receiving)?

Nikolai Gogol + Hand Kisses ★

Warnings; uhm none

The bright red fabric of Nikolai's gloves always caught your eye, drawing you in and nearly begging you to hold his hand, and you never failed to give in. His large hand fit so perfectly with yours, and underneath those gloves, his hands were gorgeous. They were slightly veiny and sort of thin, while also being smooth and relatively soft to the touch. Who could blame you for loving them so much? One evening, the two of you were in the kitchen, cleaning up after cooking together when Nikolai dropped the sponge he was using to wipe down the counters. Before he could bend over to grab it, you beat him to it, kneeling down to pick it up and return it to him. "Yeah, get that for me, peasant." He teases, snickering to himself as he reaches for the sponge. "Oh, ofcourse your royal highness." You reply, your voice laced with sarcasm and annoyance. "While I'm down here, why don't I shine your shoes and kiss your ring too." You say, starting to stand back up before being pushed back down by Nikolai's hand. "I'm not wearing shoes, but you're more than welcome to give me that kiss." He smirks, out stretching his hand to you expectantly with the other on his cocked hip. You acted annoyed, scoffing, but deep down you didn't mind. His hands were perfect and you took any chance you got to smooch 'em! You grabbed his hand and brought his knuckles to your lips, kissing his skin so softly. After pulling away, your gaze flickered up to meet his and the sight of his rosy cheeks left a satisfied feeling in your chest. "Good enough for you, sir?" You say mockingly, yanking on his arm to pull yourself back up, making him lose his balance. "Hmmm, I think you could do a little bit better." He teases, about to push you back down, but you hold your hand out to stop him. "Maybe later, be patient." You tease him. "Finish cleaning that counter." You say, playfully smacking his ass to get him back moving. "Ugh...bossy." he huffs, but nevertheless he continues to to scrub the counters clean, per your orders. He wanted to get more of those hand kisses, ASAP.

A/n; thank you so so much for the congrats and participation in the event!!! I appreciate you so much <3 also, I have nothing to say about the new chapter. dhmu about it. BUT I START SCHOOL TOMORROWWWWWW UGH ION WANNAAAAAAA

[fedyaxz]

How the BSD men realized that they're in love with you

ft. Chuuya, Kunikida, Nikolai x co-worker! Reader

a/n: happy valentine's and confession day! Please support my fluffruary!!

Nakahara Chuuya

✧ Chuuya would be someone who will admire you from afar.

✧ Every single one of his close friends would notice his concern for you, his soft spot for you, how he would always smile with you, and of course, how much he likes– no loves you.

✧ Even his subordinates see it, seeing how much he cares for you on mission, yet the only ones who were blind enough to not notice were him and you.

✧ Koyou brought it up while they were drinking, but he refused to acknowledge it, it was only normal to care for a close friend... right?

✧ After that night it bothered him every single day to a point where he noticed things that he had never before like how:

- his heart always fluttered when you were near

- his fists clenched tight when someone was flirting w/ you

- his heart ached when he sees you smiling at someone

- his breath fell short when you were close

- his face became red when you showed worry towards him

✧ Maybe he does love you, he slowly started to accept that fact, but he couldn't have you.

✧ He thinks that you're someone who deserves to be with someone better.

✧ However he doesn't think that someone is and can be better than him in terms of loving you.

✧ So he will continue admire you from afar, maybe– no, hopefully he would be able to confess someday and you would reciprocate the feelings that he held for you and only you.

Kunikida Doppo

✧ Kunikida is someone who will be too oblivious and in denial of his liking towards you.

✧ When Yosano brought up the possibility he quickly dismissed it as an absurd thing, ridiculous even.

✧ But that night he couldn't even sleep, the thought that he may be in love with you filled his mind.

✧ In the end, he dismissed it as Yosano just trying to tease him.

✧ He reasoned to himself that you are too far from his ideal spouse.

✧ It bothered him, too much to say the least, and it came to a point where his asked his infamous womanizing partner, Dazai for advice.

✧ Yet his co worker's advice didn't help, or perhaps he refused to admit that fact.

✧ His so called "care" for you is only a disliking towards what happened towards you, that's what he told himself over and over.

✧ But Kunikida is the type to avoid the matter, he would refuse to admit it because that loving or even liking you is like stomping on the ideals he had set for himself.

✧ Maybe one say, he'll realize it but that will certainly be far from now.

Nikolai Gogol

✧ I feel like he knew it, from the very first second you opened up to each other, you occupied his mind.

✧ He would see love as both a key and a shackle.

✧ He'd think of it as a joke at first, a simple prank orchestrated by his heart.

✧ But little by little, he'll think of it as a problem to his future self, wanting to enjoy the things he felt while it lasts.

✧ He would start by looking over you everyday, giving small greetings and "how are you"s.

✧ Then as time passed he would start sending you fresh flowers weekly along with short hand-written messages.

✧ It would continue for ages until he decides to finally confess.

[velvetyvoyage]

Hey there li'l fella!

sypnosis: how some of the bsd charecters react to you (their lover or s/o or spouse or whateva) gifting them a silly lil pet.

includes: fyodor, nikolai, dazai, kunikida

a/n: i honestly should have stopped after fyodor and nikolai but oh well.

the following convo happens through text

->"Fedyaaaaaaaaa when r u coming home???"

"I'm pretty sure I'll be back late tonight. Why? Is there something wrong? or something you need me to get?"

"no no, i don need anything rn" "i just got you a lil something"

"oh? And what might that be?"

"no spoilers!"

"alright alright. I'll try come home as soon as i can"

"okieeeee" "get me ice cream on the way!"

"[insert ur fav ice cream/s]?"

"yep!"

the following happens in real time

-> you're kneeling down on the floor to admire the lil dark-grey furry friend with a white cotton hat in front of you when you hear someone opening the front door downstairs [don't ask me how ur able to hear a door opening downstairs, u just can. ok?]. assuming it's fyodor, you rush down the staircase.

"why are you awake at this hour?" he says, closing the freezer door.

"i was simply waiting for you" "come! i wanna show you something"

"alright, lead the way."

*Insert Time Skip*

"..." "soooooo, what do ya think?"

"Love, why'd you bring a rat into the house?" "says you" *insert a v big side eye from you to him*

"what's that supposed to mean?" "ohh nothing!"

"well... is this your pet now?" "our pet* " "guess what i named it?"

"what?" " i named him... Phyodor. p-h-y-o-d-o-r"

"Dear, doesn't that name ring a bell?" "oh what ever do you mean?" you say, very dramatically.

-> just stares at you like 🤨😐😑

-> "And what if i don't want to keep it?" "well, then I'll simply "donate" phyodor to a near by orphanage or something"

the both of you were on a stroll outside and decided to sit down on a bench in a near by park

-> "y/nnnnnnnnnnn watcha got there?"

"a dove" "it's so... pretty" you say. as you were feeding a flock of doves, one of them perched up on your lap.

"i wanna take it home"

"QUIZZZ TIMEEEE" he shrieks twirling around. "QUESTION 1: why do you, y/n l/n wanna take it home!?"

"because it's pretty and i wanna admire it every day? but... i can't take it home"

"interesting answer!" "QUESTION TWOOO: why can't you take it home? what is stopping you?"

"you." "HUHHHHH!?!?" "even if i want a pet bird, i know damn well that you will set it free and also i don't want to confine it between bars." you say with a perseptive look on your face. "besides i don't really need a pet"

"ohh? why so" "cuz i have you to take care of?" *dramatic gasp* *flabbergasted*

"I! am not a pet!" "but i still have to take care of you" "hmp!" he says as he puffs his cheeks, shuts his eyes and turns his head the other side. (ur looking north (at the birdies), he's facing east)

"why would i admire a mere bird when i could admire you instead" you murmured, a pleasant smile playing on your face.

"what was that?" "oh nothing"

-> why? just why would you give him a pet to take care of? he's one himself and you know it.

-> the poor thing... :(((

-> whatever the animal is, it'd probably take care of him instead.

*cough* @🍣 *cough*

-> does he really need a pet? like cmon?

-> also if you're in a relationship with him, no matter how responsible or independent you are, he'd have to take care of you too.

-> goldfish. he'd have a goldfish

-> it's the most fitting tbh

-> it'd just be minding it's own business in its lil fish tank unlike a certain mackerel.

the pics at the start were only for aesthetic (which failed but oh well) and is not at all relevant to the post.

[caram3ll0tr1x]

She's mine!

Fyolai (Fyodor, Nikolai) x fem!reader Smut/18+ Fingering+Threesome+A little Fyolai gayness+etc (I will not sit here and try to list whatever sexual shit I've written in this that has a name) My knowledge of the BSD characters derives mostly from what people talk about, so if their characteristics/personalities are off, I apologize. Again, the writing is a little rushed.. -Trixie 🌸

Nikolai pulled you onto his lap, grinning like a child that had just recieved a new toy. Fyodor rolled his eyes but let him take you without objections.

"Y/n! Y/n!" the excited male said, tugging on your shirt. 

"Hm?" you said, tilting your head towards him. 

Nikolai smiled wildly, pushing your hair out of your face and holding your chin up. "Can I kiss you?"

You answered with a nod and were pulled into a passionate kiss with no sort of indication. You quickly rightened yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck. His lips parted slightly and his tongue nudged your mouth, suggesting you open it. When you did, you felt your saliva mix with his as his tongue traced your lips, your teeth. 

Your hair was pulled back and mouth clamped itself around your neck, sucking. Fyodor's legs slowly wrapped around your waist as he made himself comfortable on Nikolai's lap as well. A sort of guttural moan vibrated in your throat as hands groped at your chest. 

Nikolai pulled back, raising an eyebrow at the man sitting behind you. "I want her to myself!" he whined, crossing his arms. 

Your wiped at your mouth, deciding you didn't feel like having your face being covered in saliva. The two men bickered, fighting for you. You were indifferent about this as it was something quite normal that happened nearly every time you were around the two. Perhaps even when you weren't. 

It was irritating, however, and you found yourself growing impatient as Fyodor's hands dropped from your breasts. You scooted off of Nikolai's lap and untangled yourself from Fyodor's legs—an action that did not go unnoticed by the two. They stopped suddenly, and almost synchronizingly pulled you back onto them, forgetting their arguing for a moment. 

"Where are you going, little dove~?" Nikolai asked, hugging you to his chest. "Don't leave just yet!"

Fyodor made a noise of agreement, scooting closer to you on Nikolai's lap. He tangled his hand in your hair and pulled your face to meet his, kissing you deeply, not letting you go. Your body was twisted in a way so Fyodor could kiss you but your body was facing the other way, towards Nikolai who tugged at the waist-band of your shorts. 

"Mm," you groaned, as his hand made its way down, lightly pushing on your clothed cunt.

"Needy slut," he whispered, slapping Fyodor's hand away so he could kiss you. 

Fyodor grumbled and pulled your waist towards himself, biting your neck lightly. You gasped in surprise, your body leaning towards the brunet. Nikolai blubbured as Fyodor took you into his own arms, away from the albino male.

"Don't hog her like a pig," Fyodor spat, turning your head to kiss him. 

You ignored the way they glared at each other, deciding you wouldn't let their disagreements ruin your pleasure. You tugged on Nikolai's arm, pulling his hand back towards your crotch. You let your mouth explore Fyodor's, taking in his breath. 

Nikolai giggled as you made him touch you, finding it childishly amusing. His hands danced over your pussy expertly, eventually pushing your shorts off of you as you started getting impatient.

Fyodor peppered your neck with kisses, lifting your shirt and kissing your back. Nikolai pulled your shirt over your head and Fyodor played with the straps of your bra for a beat, then unclipped it and let it fall onto your lap. 

He cupped your breasts from behind, massaging them tenderly. You pressed your lips together, muffling your moans, as Nikolai kissed your stomach. Fyodor lifted his hand to part your mouth. "Don't hide it," he said, whispering in your ear. 

You shivered but nodded, letting out a gasping whimper as Nikolai—whom you'd nearly forgotten about, as Fyodor had taken your attention—slid his fingers into your clit, pushing your underwear to the side. 

"'S so wet," he murmured, his fingers roaming freely. 

You clutched onto Fyodor's arms, then, clenching your lush pink walls around Nikolai's hand. "Fuck," you moaned, closing your eyes tightly. "Why are your fing..ah~!" Your back arched slightly as the two fingers he'd inserted parted in a scissoring act. 

Fyodor nibbled at your ear gently, almost assuringly, his hands continuing to knead your breasts. Nikolai giggled, pushing a third finger through. "What were you saying, my love~?"

You huffed in slight irritation, though with a small touch of pleasure laced through it, and pouted. "Your.. fingers are so fucking long," you whispered, flinching as he pushed a fourth finger through. 

"Is this too much?" he purred, kissing your lips with a harsh bite. 

You shook your head, burying your face in his shoulder. Fyodor placed kisses down your spine, making you tremble. He reached your hip-bone and stopped, suddenly, placing both hands on your hips. 

Nikolai shifted his fingers in you, pushing carefully, without pity. You let out a gasping moan, your legs tightening around his hips. Fyodor traced the curves of your body with his careful, flitting hands, roaming over your thighs. 

You trembled as Nikolai continued to finger you in an almost hurried way. He kissed your jaw, continuing to slip his fingers in and out of your pussy. You moaned, feeling your body melt in his actions, moving on it's own accord. 

Fyodor cocked an eyebrow and said, almost threateningly, "Are you going to let me have her for once?" 

Nikolai rolled his eyes. "You had her last time, Dos-kun!" 

"So? You took over after half way through!"

Nikolai pouted. "Fine.."

Fyodor gave him a smug look, though you were barely paying attention in your lewd mess of moans and groans. But then Nikolai abruptly pulled his hand away and you whined desperately. 

"I was close..!" you said, a look of dismay and lust drawing your features. 

Fyodor fumbled with his clothes, pulling them off of himself until he was completely bare. He sat back down on Nikolai's lap and turned your towards himself. He grabbed your thighs, holding your inner thighs against his palms as he lifts them up and spreading them apart, showing your glistening cunt. 

His erect cock throbbed against your pussy, making you feel more want than before. His eyes scoured your body, drawing lines you couldn't see. His mouth curled in a smirk and he pulled you in for a kiss, your legs sustained up with his arms. 

"How are you feeling today~?" he asked, not in concern but more in question of how hard he must go on you.

Nikolai huffed impatiently, wanting you and waiting for something to happen. Fyodor ignored him, his gaze fixed on your flushed, panting face.

"Do whatever.. just start," you mumbled, wanting desperately for it to start but not wanting to beg—not unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Good answer," he purred, letting your legs fall and positioning his cock near your pussy. "Hm.. must we use lubricant? You're already so wet.."

Nikolai smiled suggestively. He opened his mouth and lead Fyodor's hand to it. 

Fyodor raised an eyebrow but said nothing more, dipping his fingers into Nikolai's mouth, swirling it around and gathering his saliva into his hand. Then, he coated his erection with the sticky liquid, groaning under his breath as he did. 

Nikolai looked pleased of himself to have helped and watching in anticipation as you braced yourself. Fyodor placed the head of his cock to the folds of your clit, pausing for a moment. He looked you in the eye, gazing at your expression, then slammed into you with a grunt making you practically scream. 

Nikolai's hands wrapped around your mouth as Fyodor continued fucking you mercilessly, muffling your whimpers. Your pussy tightened around Fyodor's dick, and he gripped tightly onto your thighs, straining to get comfortable. 

"Fuck.." he groaned, his pace still fast, aggressive. 

You tilted your head back into Nikolai's arms, gripping onto Fyodor's shoulders. You tried to bite the albino's hands but he pulled them away with a dignified huff. 

"Naughty girl," he said, bating at your head. 

You didn't respond, gasping for breath as Fyodor continued, not having minded any of that. His hips moved quickly, pushing further into you, somehow, with each thrust. Nikolai grasped at your hands, pulling them behind your back as a matter of pettiness, annoyed you'd tried to bite him. 

You struggled to free your arms but your body was weak and hot with both pleasure and pain and you were unable to. Nikolai, using his hands to hold both of yours, started kissing your neck, doing similar to what Fyodor had been, giving you hickey's along your body. 

You moaned at mercy of the two men, your back arching as you felt yourself close to stimulation, your legs shaky. Fyodor didn't stop when you came, as he never did; he often ended up prioritizing his own pleasures than tending to you.

Nikolai bit your shoulder, making you shudder, trying to move away. He ignored you, releasing your hands to wrap his arms around your chest and play with your tits, fondling them. Fyodor thrust into you rather hard, suddenly, and you whimpered. You felt him release into you and both your bodies seemed to relax then. He didn't pull out just yet, however, though his cock grew soft. He pulled you in for a kiss and Nikolai decided he wanted to join, so when Fyodor pulled away, he kissed him, leaving you sandwiched in between the two. 

Nikolai turned you around, then, and you noticed a bulge in his pants. You swallowed and Nikolai smirked, following your gaze. "Hope you don't mind getting pregnant, love," he whispered. 

You felt Fyodor's bare arms wrap around your shoulders and you leaned against him for support, knowing that wasn't what you were going to get. You could already feel his cock erect, again, and pushing against the plush of your ass. 

Nikolai's smile grew. "Because I don't think your medication will work now."

[smut-things]

Random Nikolai Gogol hcs (sfw and NSFW)

Sfw

Nikolai got the scar on his eye bc he was playing with a knife

He was a menace when he was a kid

He is definitely the most gentle lover you'd ever fucking have in the DOA

When he was a kid he really wanted to be a magician but was lead down the wrong path

He knows how to sew

He's slightly blind in his right eye bc of the scar

He'd take you literally anywhere, whenever you'd want bc of his ability

Treats you like royalty

Despite how touchy he is with Fyodor sometimes, he is 100% your man and no one elses

Someone insulted you one day and then they were reported missing a few days after

Nsfw

He has a larger than average sized dick (average is abt 3,3 soft and 5,4 hard)

He knows his thighs are huge and totally teases you with 'em

Favorite positions are mating press and cowgirl (anything to do with riding him honestly)

He LOVESS biting you, doesn't rlly have the ?patience? For hickeys.

His version of flirting could easily become fucking like it just takes one move and suddenly boom, you're havin sex

Sigma walked in on y'all flirting and legitimately thought y'all we're fucking in the middle of one of the VIP rooms in the casino.

It took a week to convince him you weren't

I love this man y'all

[dietcokegirly12]

im sorry to bother you but I love your writing sm... could you do a nikolai one or a threesome with fyolai

“Pent-Up”

featuring fyodor doestovsky and nikolai gogol ִ ࣪𖤐

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art credits: pinterest ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

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a/n note: thank you anon for this req omg, i had so much fun with it (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) also dw i'm gonna release an only nikolai fic laterrr!

keep in mind, reader replaces dazai in the prison arc (っˆڡˆς)

tags: threesome, cowgirl double penetration, mutual masturbation, anal, unprotected sex, teasing, slight degrading, squirting, humping(?), mention of death, mention of oral (fem) at the end, etc etc

word count: 2.5k

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who knew being trapped in the most secure prison to ever exist could leave you so pent-up?

it had been eight months since you had last seen the light of day, and eight months since you had been touched by anyone but yourself.

and it was getting unbearable.

the only solace you had was the man in the cell across from yours, fyodor doestovsky.

as a former member of the port mafia, and a current member of the detective agency with a long list of crimes to your name, in all the commotion, you had been arrested by the hunting dogs and placed in the secure space across from his.

and as the days turned to weeks, and eventually you lost all track of time and what was happening in the outside world, he proved the only one you found comfort in.

through thick and thin, and no matter what, he was always there.

which obviously, he couldn't leave, but just the fact he would entertain you when the days seemed to blend together, and always would comfort you when you had one of your inevitable panic attacks from spending too long in confinement, meant the world.

and of course, being enclosed as you were, always in clear sight of the other, he really was always there.

whether it be when you were eating, or sleeping, or changing, or even.. masturbating.

and truly, when it happened, you hadn't meant for him to see, or even hear you. but you should've known you couldn't hide anything from a man with fyodor's capabilities.

it had been eight miserable months in the prison cell, and you were desperately craving physical touch. you practically ached for intimacy. so... you took matters into your own hands.

with a hand between your plush thighs, panties halfway to the side, and your back arched upward from your front-facing bed, you were doing something incredibly risky but you couldn't bring yourself to care, too lost in the haze of pleasure you were giving yourself.

"mmph.. hah.. f-feels so good," you moaned, picturing it was someone else's fingers toying with your clit languidly. someone else who was right in the cell across yours.

picking up speed in your rubbing, you squeeze your legs together, eliciting a small whimper as you feel yourself getting closer.

and just as you think you're going to be able to push yourself over the edge, and relieve all the tension that's been plaguing you for the past few weeks... nothing.

with a small frustrated groan, you turn over, pulling your fingers out in defeat.

now you were right back where you started, still incredibly horny, only with the addition of now being wet and throbbing, unable to finish on your own.

"need some help over there, myshka?"

you gasp, bolting upright and in the process, let the blanket fall off your body to reveal your bare breasts, and lower stomach.

“shit!”

fyodor simply watches with an amused look as you rush to cover yourself, quickly pulling your covers up to your chin.

“no need to be shy now, darling.”

“fedyaaa..” you whine out, cheeks tinted pink. “y’weren’t s’posed to see that.”

he smirks at that. “oh? then who was?”

you flush, turning away to drape the blankets over yourself, hot all over with embarrassment.

a few seconds later however, the quiet sounds of squelching fill the air, and confused you turn around, unsure what he’s doing.

nothing can prepare you for the sight that awaits you however.

fyodor’s pale hand wrapped tightly around his narrow cock, pumping up and down slowly as his eyes lock on yours, a coy smile curling the corners of his lips upward.

the first thought you have is that he’s long. longer than you’d be able to take, you bet, not that there was much likelihood of that trapped in confinement.

as you ogle at him with wide eyes, mouth agape, he purposefully lets out a drawn-out moan, his head tilting back in pleasure.

before you can stop yourself, you find your hand disappearing back between your thighs, desperately rubbing to get yourself off from the sight of him.

his eyes are closed, but his mouth tilts up, like he can sense what you're doing.

your cunt flutters at the sight of him so exposed like you'd never seen him, and you feel more arousal seeping out of you.

speeding up, you circle a finger around your sopping entrance before plunging in and out, sloppily lewd sounds ensuing.

reaching one hand up, you squeeze your breasts, panting softly as you imagine that it's fyodor's hands doing it rather than yours.

your stomach curls up into tight little knots, and your breathing heaves as you feel yourself finally drawing closer to tipping over the edge.

"say something to me fedya. please?"

he chuckles softly, voice slightly breathier than usual as he whispers out, "fucking filthy girl. jerking off to me while you think i'm asleep, hoping i wouldn't notice, hm?"

and it's then that you can't hold back anymore, soft cries of his name leaving you as you twitch and shudder, drenching your hand and thighs in your slick.

and you can't see it, but you know fyodor finishes close behind as soft, guttural groans leave his throat before he lapses back into silence, broken only by the sound of your combined soft breaths.

you had been facing up at the ceiling for most of it, and as you turn over to your side to face fyodor, you see he's already on his side, looking at you.

"as soon as we get out of here, myshka, i'm going to fuck you senseless."

your heart rate increases as you stare at him, lips slightly parted.

"these eight months of confinement so close, yet so far from you have been torture. i don't care who, or what is around us, i'm going to take you and finally make you mine."

you blush, already feeling needy between your legs again just from his words. "as soon as we get out.." you agree.

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the next morning, you're awoken by loud shouting.

immediately sitting upright, you look over to fyodor's cell, but he's gone.

"hey!" you swing your feet over the side of the bed and are just about to stand up when suddenly the floor drops from under you, and you fall straight through.

you land with a harsh thump! on the hard floor in a foreign area, a tall man wearing striped pants and a white braid leering down at you. "so, you're the one who captured fyodor's heart while he was captured?" he laughs at his own joke before extending a hand to you, a sly grin on his face, one scarred eye shamelessly checking you out.

fyodor stands beside him, rolling his eyes at his companion, still dressed in his white prison uniform with his hands folded across his chest impatiently.

around them were several mangled bodies piled up, guards you assumed.

it was obvious this had been planned. they had clearly been in communication. and yet... what was it that fyodor had said last night? that it didn't matter who or what was around, he was going to take you as his anyway...?

you're startled out of your thoughts at the feeling of cold hands snaking around your waist, bringing you face-to-face with the man you had longed for in confinement for so long.

and now here he was.

touching you.

after being deprived of him for so long, you could care less whether his friend was there to watch or not, and without hesitance you throw your arms over his shoulders and smash your lips onto his, tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

his mouth is cool on yours, and tastes faintly of something heavy and intoxicating, the slightly musky flavor invading your senses until you were practically drowning in it.

with one finger, he tilts your chin upward, and places light kisses down your jaw, tongue darting out occasionally to taste your skin, making you groan in pleasure at the feeling.

and it's then that you feel the warmth of someone pressing into you from behind, and two arms wrapping around your waist.

you gasp softly, trying to move away and unintentionally backing your ass up further into the man behind you, causing him to let out a soft groan.

fyodor chuckles, pulling away to cup your face gently. "it's okay. he won't bite."

swallowing, you stare up at fyodor questioningly.

but before he can answer, the one behind you leans forward, breath tickling your ear. "name's nikolai. but you can call me kolya, little dove."

"i've been telling him about you, my cellmate, for a while now after finding a way to communicate to the outside world, and he agreed to break us out of here on one condition..."

suddenly, nikolai's hands which had been resting at your front begin to slide up your body as fyodor speaks, large palms coming to cup your breasts through your shirt, causing a small involuntary whine to slip out of you, slightly grinding your ass back against him.

"...he gets to fuck you too."

heat pools low in your tummy and you desperately nod in agreement, eager to feel both of their hands on you, giddy with the promise of finally being touched. "please."

nikolai laughs from behind you, hands squeezing tighter around your tits. "seems she doesn't mind having us both, greedy girl."

you whimper softly, leaning back on nikolai as you guide fyodor's hands to between your legs needily, not willing to waste another second.

"someone's eager." fyodor teases, lightly brushing his long fingers along your inner thighs, achingly close to where heat radiates from between them.

however, for all his taunting, he's not faring much better than you, his pants tented from the impressive bulge straining against them.

"someone's eager.." you mock back, one hand reaching out to splay across his painfully hard cock.

with a hiss, hips bucking into your touch, his eyes turn feral, voice dropping dangerously low. "take off your pants. now."

as you quickly obey, nikolai's hands slide down to help you, leisurely pulling them down past your hips until you're in nothing but your panties sandwiched in between them.

quickly, they shift you so you're straddling fyodor's chest, with nikolai behind.

"think you can take us both, dove? i don't want to wait any longer." nikolai purrs out, eye glinting.

as you nod in affirmation, they instantly begin to move as one, fyodor spreading open your thighs as nikolai's hands come to your hips, rutting against your ass slightly.

desperate to feel you for the first time, fyodor's already pulling down his pants to reveal his cock, flushed a pale pink and dripping with pre-cum. it's so long it reaches halfway up his stomach and is even prettier up close.

before you even get the chance to marvel at him, however, he's already lining himself up and pushing in. "myshka, you have no idea how long i've dreamt of having you like this."

all you can do is grip tightly onto his shoulders, soft gasps leaving you at the stretch of him pushing deep inside you.

his cock has a mean curve to it, one that has you dizzy as it reaches all the way to brushing your cervix, without even moving.

there's shuffling behind you as nikolai undresses, and before you can even adjust to having fyodor's cock nestled into your snug walls, his tip is prodding insistently at your hole.

expertly, he reaches one nimble hand to your front, toying with your pulsing clit languidly, and completely covering his hand in your slick before pumping his cock with it a few times as lube.

and where fyodor was impressively long... nikolai was impressively thick.

obscenely so.

his shaft was girthy, and lined with thumping veins and ridges, precum pearling at the slit tantalizingly.

and if you thought you were full before...

the second even an inch of his heavy cock started to push its way inside you, his hands holding your hips steady from behind, you swear you're seeing stars.

"fuck! s'too much! i-it's not all g-gonna fit!" you cry out desperately, squirming in fyodor's grasp as nikolai grunts from behind.

"yes it is.. take it. take it all like a good little slut." fyodor's fingers come to rub circles over your clit to get you to loosen up more for them, accented voice smooth as velvet.

"kolya! y'er so.. so big!" you gasp as he giggles slightly from behind, pushing you forward onto fyodor enough to lift your ass higher.

"hm, is that so? that's not even all of it yet.." and with that, he pulls back before snapping his hips into you, bullying the rest of his thick cock into you in one harsh thrust.

you squeal, falling forward onto fyodor who simply hums, before starting an absolutely brutal pace, meant to completely ravage your poor pussy.

nikolai also begins to thrust into you from behind, barely even giving you time to adjust to his sheer size before you're ping-ponging back and forth between the two, the filthy sounds of skin against skin filling the air.

with the force of their thrusts, your breasts are jiggling, and eagerly fyodor takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, tongue laving tantalizingly around the hardened bud.

you moan, arching up as you quickly tangle your fingers into his dark hair, nikolai groaning behind you.

you know you're not going to last long, not with the way you've been dreaming of this for months, so in an effort to not cum too early, you try to crawl upward and away from their drilling cocks, but nikolai is having none of that, quickly pulling you back to sink even more of him inside you, a small tsk tsk leaving him.

"where you going, little dove?"

you whimper softly in reply, eyes shutting tightly as you try to fight the wave of oncoming pleasure threatening to crash over you. "kolya... fedya.. hmph c-can't.. m'gonna!"

and before you even realize what's happening, your body convulses as with a shudder, you squirt, gushing your release out all over the two, as wave after wave of blinding white pleasure hits you, leaving you a dripping, soaked, mewling mess when you're finally done, panting for breath.

"бля! какая у тебя грязная пизда!" ("Fuck! Such a filthy pussy you have!")

fyodor's words come out in frantic, slurred russian, his only warning before he's spurting load after load of creamy, white ropes into your abused cunt, some of it seeping out to puddle around you.

nikolai follows quickly, a loud throaty groan slipping out from him as more hot ribbons of cum paint your insides white, cock throbbing as he empties himself in you.

and as you all collapse into a heap of sticky, glistening bodies, your faces sweat-sheened and blissed-out, you feel someone nestling between your thighs.

looking down, you see nikolai's head pressed between your legs, eyes closed peacefully.

"kolya..." you warn, voice slightly ragged.

he smiles mischievously. "what? 'm resting!"

as you relent, settling back down, your thighs are pushed open suddenly and a hot mouth instantly latches onto your leaking cunt.

"gotta clean you up..."

and it’s then, you feel another mouth eagerly join.

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A:n- Hello hello!!! Another day another of it!.

Sorry for the inconvenience! I didn't notice the work didn't fully updated!

This is going to be Nikolai Gogol x fem reader.

Both are kind yandere ish? Not sure.. But surely.

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"What do you prefer? Flower or.. Letter?" Asked the certain white braided hair male to the h/c hair women who was seated on a chair.

"Hmm.. If I said flower it will be already a dead one, and a letter? I doubt you wrote anything"

"Bingo!" said Nikolai chuckling. "You surely guess right, but tell me which one you shall choose?"

"..hmm.. Flower*

"Huh? Why that? The letter is empty.. you can write something in there"

"Well, I prefer flower"

He blink twice as he handed the dead flower as you hold it and smile.

"Your weirdo, weird l/n" he said he teleported away through his cloak as you let out a sighed and hold the flower close to your lips.

'𝘉𝘶𝘵.. 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.. 𝘕𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪..'

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It was just that day he started to presurre you more by making you choose between the item such as.

A pen or a pencil, an umbrella or a watch. Though those are all broken.

You choose a pencil, a watch. He quickly ask you why as you told him your reason making him frown at your words.

"Your so weird.. But I like the way you think!" he admitted making you chuckle.

He often left quickly but the more he visited the more he stays.

He like the way you think, no your not a genius nor dumb, but your way of thoughts is interesting.

"Y/n! Y/n"

"What is it, Niko-san?" You asked as his eyes twinkle at you again as you were seated on a chair as the only source of light is the fireplace.

"Who will you choose! Me or your brother if.. we both are in danger?" He asked as your eyes widen, your smile dropped.

"..I.. Will choose my brother as he have.. No ability" you said as he thought for a moment and smirk.

"What if.. we both are in danger as even my Ability is not working and you were given the chance to choose one!" He said as his face nearer.

"You will choose me right? Right?" He asked the more he move closer the more you lean back.

"My answer stay the same" you said as his body froze as his smile stiffen and back away from you

"So.. you will choose your brother over me? Your bestest! Friend?" He said as you sweatdropped.

'𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴.. 𝘍𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺...' You thought to yourself as he turn away.

"Y/n is bad! She doesn't care about me!"

"My brother is the only thing I have"

"He is your step brother, not by blood! Come on y/n, you will choose me right?"

You shook your head as he huffed and then smirk.

"Alright.. you choose your brother over me.. So, I have one more thing to ask" he said as you glance up at him.

"What is i-" you paused as you felt the cool sensation in your neck as you took notice the knife.

"Who will you choose to save? your life or your brother life?"

"...my brother life" you said as he frown taking away the knife.

"Mo! Y/n you aren't making sense here" he said pouting of how unfair it is.

"Alright.. if you can't kill your brother then I 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝗺" he said as your eyes widen in shock as your lips tremble about to ask him not to commit that crime he chuckles.

"It was a joke! Expect the magician will joke around!" He said laughing Hysterically as you awkwardly smile.

"Oh! Look at the time, Dos-kun will be here soon! See ya!" He said disappearing as you let out a sighed.

For a reason, you knew he wasn't lying and the fact that you have no control over him make you fume in anger.

As the door clerk opens as your eyes landed onto the purple eyes.

"Ah, how are you today? Y/n"

"Better then never.. Fyodor.." You said in venom as he lightly chuckle and approach you.

"I will have to cut your tongue for your tone.. Y/n, don't forget who is the captive here" he said as you went silent making him smile more.

"So.. As I were saying.. Was he here to visit again?"

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A:n- good day/night to you all! I didn't saw that the. Work went missing earlier!

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𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Trying to surprise Fyodor never went well; either he'd figure it out within the hour or Nikolai had to be the one to spoil it. And of course, the latter happened and there you were– trying to explain yourself with nipple piercings and a togue piercing... along with Nikolai and his godforsaken dick piercing.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, polycule!fyolai x reader, piercings (reader has nipple & tongue piercings | nikolai has a jacob's ladder dick piercing), allusions of threesomes, blowjobs, & cunnilingus, banter, pet names (dove for reader & fyolai call each other kolya and fedya), use of nikolai's ability (he uses it to unclasp your bralette), fyodor feels the reader up cuz he's so fascinated by the piercings.

a/n: i'm definitely writing a part 2 to this dw, ik i kinda edged you in this but stay tuned cuz i'll most likely make this into a full writing piece. (me secretly obsessed with fyolai x readers) wc: 600ish. v-day list | m.list

thirst count: 1

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

“Kolya… What is that?” You heard the conversation next to you as Nikolai changed into his sleepwear and you wanted to fucking smack him.

The entire week you both had hid your piercings from Fyodor, tiptoeing past him– you with your mouth closed most of the time and an extra padded bra on but Nikolai? He didn’t bother to really hide his, seemingly forgetting he had it due to his pain threshold. It worked out well for the most part and unless Fyodor intended to suck him off– or intended to make you suck him off– he didn’t notice.

Fyodor wasn’t very suspicious– after all he had been fairly occupied, even during your few sexual escapades with Nikolai. You both had redirected him each time his hands grasped at your shirt and he wasn’t much of a kisser– no that was Nikolai’s guilty pleasure, who gladly slipped his tongue into your mouth to taste the metallic bar every chance he got. He had positioned himself behind you on the pillow, leaning down to kiss you each time Fyodor lapped into your cunt, his white braid falling against your shoulder. And your hand would come up to squeeze at the bulge of his striped trousers, eliciting a sharp groan from him each time you did it. 

You were honestly surprised the both of you got this far without Fyodor noticing. 

“You like it, Fedya?” Nikolai cooed, thrumming his finger over the piercing. “Got it just for you.”

“How do I respond to that– well, I don’t hate it?” Fyodor’s eyes had dimmed, you didn’t know whether it was in lust or in calculation as he stared at the piercing– a jacob’s ladder piercing to be exact. It could very well be both plaguing his mind, the gears turning silently as he indicated each ring of the piercing against the underside of Nikolai’s dick.

“Dove’s got some too, don’t you?” Nikolai flashed a smile towards you as he adjusted his sleep pants against himself, flopping down next to Fyodor with a satisfied groan. “C’mon, he already knows now– what good can it do not to show him?”

“It was supposed to be for Valentine’s Day…” You muttered out with a quiet sigh, but you already felt Fyodor’s eyes on you– in fact he even moved off the bed just to find out for himself. He carefully undid the buttons on your pajamas and threaded over the light bralette you wore to sleep underneath it, his breath hitching in the process. 

“Some piercings?” Fyodor quoted Nikolai with a tilted expression and you stuck out your tongue, a surprised look crossing his face. “Oh-!”

“We made sure you wouldn’t notice, but Nikolai ruined it…” You pouted, your tongue sliding back into your mouth.

“Oops.” Nikolai grinned mischievously, felting his cape against the edge of the bed. “I forgot I even had the piercing.” 

“No, you didn’t.” You said pointedly as Fyodor slipped his hands into the crescented lace, running his thumb over the nub of your nipple piercing. You inhaled sharply, your hands coming up to hold his– suddenly it came loose with a slight tug and you looked behind you to see Nikolai’s hand delving out of his golden portal. 

“Lai–” You started, but Fyodor had already started to glide the bralette off with a smirk playing on his lips. You couldn’t really think straight as his fingers tweaked against the dull pleasure of your nipple– of the piercing that heightened almost every nerve there. A light moan fell from your lips, looking past Fyodor to Nikolai’s coy expression. 

“What? Fedya probably wants to see, right?” Nikolai chuckled, pushing you towards him and you both winded up next to him on the bed soon after your bralette was shed. “I do too– now strip for us, dove.”