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fyodors death really changed him ππ
I want you to be by my side even if you are fake
β SFW ALPHABET with NIKOLAI !!
RECEIVERSγnikolai gogol x gn!reader (you)
BOUQUETγfluff, suggestive, some usual nikolaiβs shenanigans
WISHNOTEγthis is written in the perspective that nikolai and you are in a relationship. all of these are headcanons from my own characterization. and, happy birthday nikolai.
PRICEγapprox. 5.8k
FREEGIFTγso high - doja cat, shut up my moms calling - hotel ugly
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Nikolai is very affectionate and he doesnβt shy away from showing it. Although he is fine if you are shy about being affectionate in public, he does prefer it if you are being all cute for him in return. Regardless, he is good at reading peopleβs behaviour and expression, so if he notices you are uncomfortable, he will tone it down. Though, he will try to at least keep you close, like holding your pinky.
Nikolai shows his affection through any means, to be honest. But he would lean more towards quality time and physical touch. He likes going on dates or just being with you after a long day of work. Simply having you around is already enough for him because he could flirt with you still β like, winking or playing footsie. Nikolai doesnβt mind if you are touchy, he likes it. Even though he seems like someone who is very clingy and touchy, there are limits, surely. However, it is hard to know when he is uncomfortable with the touch or when he is fine as he is good at subtly diverting someoneβs touch away from him. He is pretty unexpectable after all. If you touched him excessively while he needs to be free for a moment β i.e, answering an important call β he would tell you or take your hands off him and then hold your hand instead.
Another way Nikolai shows affection is to give gifts. His cloak is a pocket of everything. He likes to show you stuff that he got from somewhere and oftentimes, they are gifts for you. The items he gives or shows you could range from a completely normal thing like a custom-made chocolate bar to an old coin he found in a water fountain. He doesnβt expect people to give him gifts but he will be over the moon if he receives them.
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Fluff headcanons PT 1
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Summary: Just headcanons for different characters
Note: Might be ooc and I apologize for that. Also reader is gender neutral (I tried my best) and established relationship. This came out more as small fics lol
Genre: Fluff
Includes Aesop, Andrew, Victor, Luca, Edgar (Iβll make one with the girls next)
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Aesop Carl:
While he doesnβt like talking to others, he listens. He always pays attention, maintaining eye contact with you. He secretly admires you while you talk, smiling under the mask.
Once he felt comfortable enough being near you and touching you, he likes sitting next to you, shoulder to shoulder while soft holding your hand.
Andrew Kriess:
He stares at you, respectfully, taking in all of you features, wondering how he was able to be with someone like you. If he could, he would stare at you all day.
Whenever he wants a kiss, his eyes will linger around your lips, but he quickly looks back at you as to not make you uncomfortable. After dating for a while, you catch onto this and slowly move close to him, and give him a small peck near his lips, making him a bit flustered.
Victor Grantz:
He leaves little notes and letters, detailing how much he loves you and other nice things. Theyβre scattered all around your room, to remind you of tasks and love from him.
Wick likes to sit on your lap and takes all of your attention off of Victor, which makes him a bit jealous, but he doesnβt really mind. He likes knowing that wick likes you too.
Luca Balsa:
He goes show you his latest invention, hoping youβll praise him. He gets more motivated knowing you like his ideas, the thought always makes him have a sweet smile.
Sometimes he steals a quick kiss when decoding together. He likes seeing you get flustered and caught off guard. He also likes kissing your knuckles and waltzing with you, it reminds him of his past as an aristocrat.
Edgar Valden:
Just like Luca, he likes showing his paintings and receiving praise from you. Especially when he makes a painting based on you, spending a long time to get every single piece of your form perfect. It makes him feel nice and loved.
Because this is Edgar weβre talking about, youβre his muse, his inspiration. He has pages dedicated to you in different poses, either he told you to pose or naturally. He also writes some compliments next to these sketches or a little cute doodle of him and you. Itβs mostly you though.
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Ok Iβm done now, I hope whoever reads this likes it. And have a good day :)
im sorry but ive had this meme in my head for so long between these two i had to create it
CW & TW: Manipulation , nonconsensual consumption of substances, stalking, obsession, mentions of suicide and death
He smiled at you with his lopsided smile, the very same one that charmed you to loving himβ the deep dimples on either side of his cheeks that only got deeper whenever he laughed or smiled a little too hard. The same deep brown with a tinge of auburn hair, messily tied back with a barely kept together hairband you gave him eons ago- that tickled your face whenever you hugged or slept together in the same bed to enjoy each others company. The same rough but delicate and diligent hands that held you whenever you cried out of somber, or even just pure delight- that congratulated you or emphasized with you no matter what. The same skinny, a little frail, pale skinned boy you fell in love with oh so long ago- that never failed to hurt you intentionally; keep you safe like a experiment that could never be recreated.
He took care of you all this time, remembering every detail about you to make you feel loved and special- writing down every detail in a journal he claimed helped him remember due to his incident from his past... That you didn't hear much about, but assumed that he'd open up to you after a couple years.. Yet he didn't. It made you suspicious, but was taken care of when he explained the slight trauma of arguments and used that to his advantage. He made breakfast every morning for you, slipping in chemicals to see how they would alter your mind chemistry- being the perfect lab rat. You always told him whenever you got a headache, blurry spots in your eyes, or other things of that nature- even when his small dosages of homemade aphrodisiac caused a small.. problem for you.
He took every little thing in account for you, listing down every meal you ate and drank- stalking you with a pair of binoculars and watching from afar. If you were at a cafe, after you left- he'd ask and describe what you ate to see the ingredients to make sure they didn't interfere with his work. He marked down everything, intending on keeping you around forever as his lab rat until he himself died...
He took everything in account except his own self feelings. He didn't really know why he wanted you to be his own little human test subject... Just that everything about you was so perfectly... constant. You never changed your hair, didn't try anything too new- and when you did; you always asked him for his advice first. He loved the way he counted your every heartbeat when you laid on him, letting him card his fingers through the ends of your hair- even if they got a bit tangled; careful to not tug on any knots. Seeing the smile on your face at the favorite of your foods he cooked every day, the same thing every week unless you asked him to- grinning ear to ear and happily eating his homecooked food with other components.
So the day you died, he didn't understand. He did everything correctly, looked over every bit of his journal and schedule- nothing could've called for the sudden stop of your heart. The nurses and doctors said they did everything to help, but he didn't believe it. He kept you healthy as if you were his pet, the house littered half with his "research" about you- some crumpled from his mourning grip on them late at night. You were the reason he stopped. He couldn't take the loss in his own field, to his best work.. You. He couldn't stand seeing the hallucinations of you coming down the stairs in his white blouse that he wore to his graduation, before disappearing when we placed a plate in front of you. He lived like this for so long, before he couldn't take it anymore.
Thank you guys for being so patient again. I decided to post this now considering I will have to be moving and I'll be getting off of school next week!
new floormaster?