#Nikos

[frickingnerd]

love triangle with yandere ruby rose & yandere pyrrha nikos

pairing: ruby rose x gn!reader x pyrrha nikos

tags: harmless yanderes, wholesome fluff, open ending (implied poly relationship), jealousy & rivalry, charm & manipulation

the odds of having two beautiful women obsess over you are low, but never zero! 

both ruby and pyrrha had set their eyes on you, unaware that the other had taken an interest in you as well

you seemed to get along well with everyone, so neither of them got worried when they saw you spend time with the other

but eventually, they realized that the feelings they both had to you surpassed friendship by a lot! 

ruby and pyrrha both wanted to be the one you choose, yet neither of them wanted to go as far as eliminate their romantic rival

while the two of them might be yanderes, they aren't exactly violent

sure, they are skilled fighters and can take down grimms with ease, but they prefer to settle any relationship problems with words

and while they are both obsessed with you, they'd rather try to sweet talk you into picking them over the other, than kill their rival and risk you hating them

however, the two of them are just too charming and manipulative to choose between them! 

they really know how to make you feel bad for turning them down, which is why you never reject them, always just having them both flirt with you, without picking one of them

neither of the girls are happy with that, but it's better than being turned down

still, eventually you'd have to choose. though if things stay this way, ruby and pyrrha might just agree on sharing you…

[whumpasaurus101]

Nice and Easy

TO THE ANON WHOM I ADORE, i blame you FULLY for this /affectionate. bUT. i have a new story now. and it might acc end up having a plot unlike my other one LMFAO ENJOY Cw: drugging / creepy whumper / lmk if i missed anything

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The mission was simple. Enter the party, get the information, and don't get caught.

The team went in staggered in twos, linking arms with girls the leader had hired.

“You're trembling,” One of the girls mumbled to Niko, who was linked with her arm. Niko rolled his eyes, huffing out a shaky breath, “It's barely been a minute, try being in my shoes.” The girl simply rolled her eyes and walked off, her heels clacking against the freshly polished marble floor.

Niko let out a sigh, making his way to the bar and slumping on a stool. He felt eyes on him instantly but tried to ignore it, drumming his fingers along the surface of the counter. A glass was slid over to him, catching his attention. He looked up to the grinning man beside him who slid his chair closer.

“Aren't you a pretty sight?” He cooed, eyes soaking Niko in as if he was his new obsession. Niko forced himself not to shrink back, taking a peanut from the bowl before him and laughed, “Is that your pick up line for every person you see?”

It was the target. The target was a 6ft 2 man, a slim figure who dressed neatly. The two sides of his head were shaved while the top half of his hair was swept into a neat bun. A stubble littered his face, well kept as it was trimmed close to his skin. His grin grew wider;

“Just for the cute ones,” He winked, making Niko inwardly cringe. It only got worse from there. He felt the man’s finger’s snake around his chin, grip tightening as he forced Niko to look at him. “Your eyes, like the ocean-”

“What is this, some sort of Shakespearean monologue?” Niko scoffed, trying to distract both himself and the other of how his cheeks flushed a crimson red. Get the information and get out.

“My name’s Martyn, and what is your name, buttercup?”

Even the name made Niko feel physically ill, but that's what he was looking for. 

“I don't think you’ve earned that yet,” Niko smirked, playing into the target’s games, and just as he thought it would, it worked.

Martyn pushed the drink closer to Niko with a chuckle, “Oh, you like being my mystery? Well don't you worry, butter cup, I love solving puzzles. Now, why don't you finish that drink and you and I can dance, hm?”

Niko’s eyes slowly dragged down to the beverage before him, roofied. How could he talk his way out of it- that seemed to always be his way out of things. He was never the strongest at fighting. Every training, the leader- his own brother had always given him shit for his bad mouth but he guessed that today it was going to come in handy.

He twirled in his chair, turning and facing the man fully, forcing a grin, “I’d like to save the drink for after we dance, wouldn't want to leave a guest parched on departure, hm?” He forced himself to stand up, holding out his hand as an invite to dance.

Martyn chuckled, taking Nikos hand and guided him to the open floor, “I must warn you,” He hummed, sliding an arm around his waist and drawing Niko in close, “I tend to take the lead in dance.”

Niko had to suppress his flinch, instantly wanting to free himself away from Martyn, gods, why was he sent on the creepy missions???

Martyn hummed along with the music closing his eyes as he gently danced with Niko. “I must say,” He sighed, “You are quite a dancer…” Niko smiled, “My grandma used to bring me dancing with her.” Martyn threw his head back with a laugh before suddenly his face turned cold. His grip on Niko’s wrists grew tighter and he forced the other closer to his chest, trapped.

“Cut the bullshit,” He snapped in a whispered sneer, “You better state who you are and who you work for before I lose my patience. And trust me buttercup,” He leant in close, his hot breath flush against Niko’s ear, “You don't want to see me angry.”

Niko felt his heart leap in his chest, oh shit, this was all he needed. He needed to check if the rest of teammates were safe, but there was no inconspicuous way to do so.

“Now, you and I are going to go upstairs and have a nice little chat, you are going to come with me willingly.”

Niko clenched his jaw, feeling his teeth on the verge of shattering, “And if I don't?”

A cruel grin spread across Martyn’s mouth, his eyes practically twinkling, “Oh, I was hoping you’d ask that! Have a look at the four corners of this room buttercup, you will see four separate armed men at each spot.”

Niko’s throat was dry, he tried to swallow over the lump in his throat as his eyes slowly roamed to the four corners. He wasn’t lying; at each spot there was a built figure, an earpiece in and a hand at the ready to draw their weapons.

“I, of course have more men here,” Martyn beamed, cutting through Niko’s thoughts as he suddenly pulled Niko flush to his chest, knuckles white as he tightened his grip on the other, “I just don’t think we’re that close yet.”

Niko started squirming against the grip, panic setting in. He whimpered as Martyn’s grip managed to grow even tighter than before, feeling the bruises form already.

“Ah ah ah, buttercup, you don't want to make a scene now, do you?”

Niko grit his teeth as he glared at the target, “You’ve got the wrong guy,” he growled, “Now let go of me before I shout for help.”He tried his best to stop dancing, only managing to trip himself up over Martyn’s feet. Martyn caught him before he fell; 

“Rusty with our dancing are we?” 

That was it, Niko had enough. His hand reached for his belt, where his pocket knife rested, but his wrist was quickly caught. “Oh honey,” Martyn whispered against Niko, making the other feel sick as he cringed back, “You just made things a whole lot worse for yourself.”

Martyn shoved Niko forward before snaking his arm along Niko’s waist, dragging him back towards the bar. He leant in close, whispering in his ear gently as they walked, “Now, since you decided to cause a scene, we’re going to sit at the bar. You are going to drink every last drop of that drink, the rest-” he let out a chuckle, “Well, buttercup, the rest is for me to know and you to find out!” 

He booped the other’s nose before more or less shoving Niko to the seat he was previously sitting at. Niko stumbled forwards, steadying himself with a hand on the bar’s table. A few seconds later, there was a hand on the small of his back, pushing him to sit.

“Drink.” 

The voice was completely different from how Martyn had spoken before. Niko’s eyes bored into the glass, feeling his chest tighten as a lump grew in his throat. He felt cornered, all of his training just chucked out of the window.

“A coke please.”

Niko’s head snapped up at the familiar voice, looking up to see Adrian, one of his teammates. He felt himself relax, it was nice to see a familiar face finally. Adrian will save him, he’ll be saved. Adrian turned to him with a smile, “Well, care for a dance, cutie?” 

Niko opened his mouth to answer but Martyn was quick to cut in, “Too late, buddy, this one’s mine.”

Adrian tilted his head back, grin on his face, “What a shame, I was really looking forward to-”

Niko slightly flinched as he felt Martyn’s arms sneak around his waist, pulling the other close to him, “Shame-” Martyn cut him off, “Move along, princess.”

Niko bit the inside of his cheek, looks like he wouldn't get to feel the safety of his own teammate until tonight. Adrian looked at Niko, hiding a sympathetic look as he nodded, “My apologies, if you change your mind, you come find me.”

Once Adrian left, the mood instantly turned cold. 

“Drink.”

Niko knew he had no other choice, his shaky hand reaching for his drink as he took his first sip, the Sprite bubbling against his mouth. 

“That's it, buttercup,” Martyn praised, carding his hand through the other’s hair as his gentle tone suddenly returned. Niko tried to place back down the glass but Martyn’s hand cupped the bottom of the glass, tilting it back up.

A tear slowly rolled down Niko’s cheek as he took another sip, finally giving into Martyn’s sick mind games. Martyn didn't let go of the glass until he had drank at least half of the Sprite. Niko coughed, letting out a quiet gasp as he looked at Martyn, tears brimming his eyes, “En-’nough… feel s’ck…”

Martyn pouted, cupping Niko’s face as he brushed his thumb along Niko’s cheekbone, swiping away a tear, “I know, buttercup, just half of it left and then you can rest, alright?”

Niko felt so weak, leaning into the touch as his eyelids began to droop. None of his thoughts were coherent, black spots filling his vision. He couldn't even refuse as Martyn brought the glass back to the other’s lips. Niko just began to drink, no fight left in him.There was a sand-like texture left in his mouth. 

Martyn chuckled, ruffling Niko’s hair, “Come on, buttercup, let’s let you rest hm? You must be exhausted!” 

Niko nodded, whimpering quietly as his body felt limp, as if he would collapse at any second. Martyn guided him to stand, guiding Niko’s arm to Martyn’s shoulder as Martyn held onto Niko by the waist, fully holding the figure, “Let’s get you some rest, dear, just nice and easy.”

Niko could barely see, leaning fully against Martyn. The last thing he could remember was being led into a room, a quiet and peaceful room and then suddenly everything went dark.

Nice and easy.

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Final Space (Cartoon), Final Space Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Avocato/Gary Goodspeed, Avocato & Gary Goodspeed, John Goodspeed/Sheryl Goodspeed Characters: Gary Goodspeed, Avocato (Final Space), Sheryl Goodspeed, John Goodspeed, Lord Commander (Final Space), Tribore Menendez, Derek, Dr. Bluestein, General Viro, General Cataloupe, Melanie Dewinter, KVN (Final Space), Hue, Kevin Van Newton, Nikos Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, KVN sucks, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Slow Romance, Slow Dancing, Slow To Update, Canon-Typical Violence, Alien Cultural Differences, Family Feuds, garycato - Freeform, No beta we die like redshirts, Idiots in Love, Avocato stan, Garycato stan Summary:

Avocato and Gary Goodspeed were not in love. In fact, they had never met each other. But when a rumor that they were secretly courting spread through the sector and their two warring families ceased all combat at once, they felt obligated to fall in love fast.

[kipcobblestone]

two posts in one day?? what a schteal deal!!!

Schmendrick and Nikos….. baby schem and abba….. ayooo……

my ass unoriginal and I used the design from the graphic novel DO NOT COME FOR ME!!!!! but he’s always just been. an old guy an old lout.

also shoutout to oranges u know this guy loves his oranges 🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊🍊

[flashhwing]

i don't have the game open rn to double check but i'm pretty sure. that after draining Nikos dry, Astarion did not have the "happy" buff. which is fascinating to me. like yeah you drank sentient blood for the first time ever, but you also killed someone who trusted you. and it's not exactly the first time that's happened either, but maybe it's different this time. because it was just you. no one holding the reins, no one made you do it. so despite what the mechanics are supposed to do you just. can't be happy about it

just. is that a glimmer of genuine remorse, Astarion? this early in the game? glib though your apologies may be, you truly did not intend -- or want -- to kill Nikos, did you?

[rainbow-zebra-art]

Flat colored commission for Soundwave3591. Featuring his RWBY OC Jaden Nikos and Amber… again ♥ Jaden lost a bet, and now Amber can style his hair. But is it a smile on his face? 😏

I'm glad I'm finding new ways to draw simple backgrounds like trees and greenery. Got to practice it on my June Boosty illustration after all!

Here's more about where they come from: “My Brother’s Keeper” RWBY AU gallery on DeviantArt.

[breadbox-draws]

like twin, like twin

what a pair of cool studs!

[sbfairywren]

Our school musical this year is Legally Blonde, and today we rehearsed Gay or European for the first time. As we don’t have Nikos or Carlos officially cast yet (or at least announced), I stepped in and played BOTH of them. It was very fun.

I do, however, have one bone to pick. We have the biggest cast we've ever had (93!!!), yet for some reason, they decided to cast Nikos and Carlos from outside of the school (I'm fairly sure it's going to be old scholars, but still). Since they haven't officially announced their casting yet, I hold out hope that they change their mind and cast me after today (is that very likely? No, but I hold hope anyway).

[thebreadedguys]

miscellany~

[chezzepticon]

My version of Nikos 🐰 the chinchilla from Marvel's "What If...?" series! Luv him 💖

[tempest-toss]

tw: death, temporary child kidnapping

Visible to anons, and visible to muses (I have a strange feeling though that some will take this moment to rag on the characters)

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The birth had been laborious, but Shuichi did it. Now he sleepily looked out at Fenrir, who was cuddling a bundle of purple fur with fox ears, Fenrir soothing the child like he's done many times prior.

Shuichi's gaze drifted to the door as the nurse entered. Shuichi hated her with a passion. The way she described the baby and the way she described him made him wonder whether or not she wanted to steal Luca from him.

His fears came to fruition as she pulled out a syringe and jabbed it into the distracted Fenrir, and she swiftly pulled the baby out of his grasp as he came crashing down. With an evil smirk she began to leave, prompting a tired Shuichi to reach out."

"Please...I want to hold...my baby..." The nurse turned to look at him, smirked, and walked out, leaving Shuichi to succumb to the drugs in his system for the birthing process.

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As the nurse walked out with the baby, she sped through the hallways, ultimately being halted by a rare figure.

"What are you doing with a baby outside the patient's room?" Came the flat command of Overseer One.

"The parents are resting, and I wanted the little one to pick a toy so he won't cry while his parents rest!" This lie was met with a raised brow by the archivist before she took a drink from her coffee mug.

"I won't impede the happiness of a baby," One mumbled as she continued on her way down. The nurse breathed a sigh of relief and made her way past the storage room and made her way to the elevator, taking it straight to the car lot.

Partway through the elevator stuttered, the shaking and the nurse's banging on the panel stirring Luca and causing him to cry.

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The nurse hurried to her car, scolding the baby kitsune, who began to wail even louder. As she starts her car, and preps to look behind her to reverse she hears the click of the key. Turning back the key was switched out of the ignition, and every time she turned it it would switch back. After holding it in place she went for the stick, only for a hand made out of the stick shift wrapping her hand, sharply stabbing her wrists.

"You...stole!... our baby" the radio moaned as it was turned on by itself, the dials turning, tuning to different channels. "You...will pay!"

As soon as the nurse muttered "That fucking ghost", a hand came from behind her and slit her throat. Her free hand clasped her throat as her other hand was released. The sound of Luca being removed from the car could be heard as the nurse stumbled out. As she stood up she had to squint as a green laser went into her eye. Without getting a chance to process it, a bullet shot through her skull, and she crumpled dead.

O5-13 lowered her titular sniper, a smile on her face as she mumbled a soft, "still got it." Victor Jekyll emerged from the car, ceasing his possession of it, while the half-cat man and SnapDragon Smuggler Nikos walked to the both of them, a giggling Luca in his hands.

"Thank goodness Overseer One called us about this. I would shuddder the thought of a new life being whisked away for nefarious reasons, especially my beloved's child!"

"Well, that's all over. And if no one will object, I could sell up the remains for a nice profit." Nikos speaks as he hands the baby to Victor. Nikos begins to bag the body, eager to sell the bones, flesh, hair, and eyes for the Snapdragon Smugglers to earn a profit. Then, he'll play with the new son.

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Shuichi and Fenrir are hugging, tears caked on Shuichi's eye tracts. His eyes light up as Thirteen arrives and hands him back his baby. Shuichi begins to cry anew as he finally gets to hold his baby. His healthy fox baby. He allowed himself this moment to let all deception and lies down. No Foundation, No Council. Just a moment with the family.

[frickingnerd]

yang & pyrrha dating a faunus

pairing: pyrrha nikos x gn!reader x yang xiao long

tags: polyamorous relationship, scary-looking!reader who's super shy & gentle, unspecified faunus, wholesome fluff

the three of you met at beacon and at first, pyrrha and yang had quite the wrong idea about you!

you were always by yourself and perhaps it was due to your appearance, but you looked quite threatening!

however, that didn't stop yang from approaching you! she was the first one to make a move on you, managing to find out more about you

turns out you're not that scary faunus everyone believes you to be. you're just always by yourself because you're shy and your resting face looks a little threatening

when yang begins correcting everyone and letting them know you're actually very shy and kind, pyrrha approaches you as well!

she feels bad about having had the wrong idea about you before, so she really wants to make things up to you, even if you don't think that's necessary!

both pyrrha and yang always seek out your company! and it doesn't take long for the two girls to fall for you

when they eventually confess, with yang dragging pyrrha along to tell her she likes you too, you're super flustered and overwhelmed!

since you feel the same way about both of them, yang urges pyrrha to just share you! after all, there's no need to be rivals, right?

everyone at beacon is quite surprised when they suddenly see that scary faunus they always pass in the hallway hold hands with the two prettiest girls at beacon at the same time!

quickly, rumors are starting to spread! but yang and pyrrha are always quick to rectify any rumors, knowing you're too shy to speak up yourself…

[whumpasaurus101]

Like Father, Like Son - Pt 4.

I- listen.. i thought this would be just like two pieces but- i swear it wont get out of my head HUJHKDJHD

ANYWHO ENJOY A CONCUSSED ASHY BOI <3

Part one / part two / part three

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Whoever was poking and prodding their fucking finger into Asher’s side had a fucking deathwish.

His eyebrows furrowed as he slowly opened his eyes, only to quickly close them as a blinding white bolt of white filled his vision. Way too fucking bright. His head felt as if it was in the clouds and spinning like some fucking planet.

“F’ck ’ff-” Was all he could manage, his lips barely able to move. 

He could feel something cold running down his neck, he tried to move his arm to wipe away some of the blood but his body lit up with pain. “Well look who’s up,” Came a voice. Ah yes. He knew that voice well. That voice from the person who’s face made him light up with anger, wanting to punch that dumb smirk off of his face.

A sharp pain bolted through his skull, a whimper escaped his lips, fists curling up and jaw clenching hard. “Easy, buddy,” Rodger sighed, gently running his hand through Asher’s hair- being sure to mind the huge gash in the back of Asher’s head.

Asher hates himself for it but he leaned into the touch, feeling his face beginning to burn a dark red. His mouth felt dry, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he spoke- his voice hoarse, “Dr-dr’gged?” Rodger felt a small twinge in his chest, guilt dripping cold and painful. “N-no, Ash. I- You uh, you tried to defend me and uh…well… father shoved you..hard, and well, you banged your head pretty hard against the radiator.”

Asher blinked, barely processing anything that was said. He blinked again, his eyes moving to Rodger but not focusing, “Wh-wha’?” Rodger rolled his eyes, “Head went bang on metal, concussed.”

“Mhnn…”

“Cmon, I need you to hold still while I glue this wound shut.”

Asher let out a giggle, “Nglue? Wh’m I, some s’rtta art pro-project?” Rodger hesitated, letting out a sigh before laughing, “Yeah sure, then I’ll add some fucking glitter to complete it.” Asher’s eyebrows furrowed, slowly twisting his head around to look at Rodger before giggling quietly. 

He winced as a cold feeling trickled down his head, he let out a whimper, trying to weakly kick out at Rodger. “Oi, stay still, this will only take a second, I swear.” Asher squeezed his eyes shut, another whimper escaping his throat, “H-h’rts-”

“I know… I know it does, just a few more seconds.”

Asher cried out as Rodger gently touched his wound, he desperately tried to kick out but Rogder managed to hold Asher down, “One fucking second, Asher, please.” Asher’s cries continued but he forced himself still- mostly because it was only making him more dizzy. 

“Okay,” Rodger sighed, “That should be okay, just… please don't touch it, let the glue dry.” Asher only replied with a short nod, curling in on himself on the floor, hugging an arm around himself with a shaky sigh.

Rodger looked at him for a moment, a slight smile on his face before he turned to his wardrobe, taking out Asher’s favourite hoodie of Rodgers. He took out the red hoodie, placing it on the bed before turning back to Asher, “Alright, we gotta get you up, father will come in again if we take too long.”

It took Rodger a while to get Asher onto his feet, catching him as the other started swaying. He made Asher sit on the side of his bed before handing him his hoodie, watching Asher’s face immeditely light up, eyes sparkling, “Thank you,” He smiled, Rodger had to help putting the hoodie on, minding Asher’s wounds on his back. Asher insisted keeping the hood up and so of course Rodger let him.

Rodger smirked before clearing his throat, “Hey uhm.. Why did you protect me?” He watched as Asher’s face went slightly pink, “Mm… I just… don't get me wong, y're a shitty shitty person, but uh..I think i-it’s fucked up that he’d la-lay a hand on you.”

Asher couldn't tell if it was the concussion or if he could see the tip of Rodger’s ears flush a dark pink. He decided to push it away for now.

“Well uh… thanks. I guess, I know that's what you're supposed to be doing, but really all you've been doing is being a little shit and not doing what you're suposed to.” Asher smirked, “G’ss it makes me doing the things even more special.” 

Rodger rolled his eyes, “Oh shut up, You're such a bullshitter.” Asher smirked before yawning, “‘m sleepyyyy,” He whined but was quickly cut off. “No way in hell am I letting you sleep with a  fucking concussion, but I’ll get us take out and you can relax, deal?”

“Can Jack come over?”

Rodger’s face twisted slightly, “N-no buddy… sorry….” He watched as any hope Asher once had completely drained from his face. He forced the guilt away before smiling, “Cmon, let's order some food.” He stops just before he could open the door before cursing under his breath, turning back to face Asher, “I need to put the gag back on…” A whine escaped the back of Asher’s throat but he took a shaky breath before staying still, letting Rodger tie the cloth back around his face, he even pulled down his hood for Rodger to allow him access.

Rodger grit hit teeth as he tied the knot, reminding himself how much of a little shit Asher is, but he couldn't get his adorable face out of his head. Stop it, Jesus Christ, stop it. “Alright… just, just keep your head down and stick to yourself, please.”

Asher just nodded, tears which threatened to fall glistened in his eyes. Rodger forced himself to turn back around, opening the door as he listened to Asher follow behind him.

Once they entered the room, they saw Nikos and Kimberly sitting on the couch opposite the television. Asher tried to ignore how bile churned in his stomach, forcing himself to continue to follow Rodger into the room. Rodger guided him to the armchair, running his hand through Asher’s hair, “You sit down buddy, I won’t be long.”

Asher whimpered, he would do anything to not be stuck in a room with that sorry excuse of a sod and his girlfriend sitting on the couch near him. Rodger smiled sympathetically but gently pushed Asher to sit. Once Rodger took Nikos and Kimberly’s order, he rang the nearest restaurant and made his way to the kitchen, closing the door behind him.

The silence was practically deafening, Asher’s leg began to bounce up and down, his hands fidgeting. Kimberly gently scratched at Nikos scalp with a smile, whispering something in Nikos ear.

“Why don’t you ask the mutt yourself,” Nikos huffed, eyes boring into Asher who clenched his jaw. His hands itched to tear the cloth out of his mouth but the pounding of his head and the dark red littering his back reminded him how much he really didn’t want to test his luck.

“Quit bouncing your leg, it's terrible manners,” Nikos grumbled. Asher rolled his eyes, not stopping his leg as he chewed on the cloth. “Hey, I’m talking to you, mutt.” Asher clenched his hands into tight fists, feeling his nails bite into his palms. He couldn't suppress a flinch as Nikos stood up, storming over to him.

“Honey, it’s alright, he’s had enough,” Kimberly tried to reason with Nikos but she knew it was no use.

“No, I'm sick and tired of everyone taking this mutt's side.” Nikos grabbed a fistful of Asher’s hair, wrenching his head up. Asher yelled out, tears filling his eyes as his head felt on fire, he was dizzy enough before, but now he couldn't see straight. He growled something out, not even sure himself of what he had said. Nikos grabbed the gag and ripped it from Asher’s mouth, yanking his head back even more before growling low and sinister into the boy’s ear, “If you have something so important to say, say it.” Asher shuddered, feeling Nikos’ warm breath slowly wash down the nape of his neck, raising goosebumps. A tear slowly rolled down his cheek as he forced his eyes open, forcing himself to look at Nikos in the eyes;

“G-go..ff..ffuck y’rself….”

The fury in Nikos’ eyes which blazed like fire was a short success for Asher until Nikos’ fist met with his cheekbone, sending his head flying to the side- which it barely could since the bastard’s grip remained in his hair, keeping his head still.

Asher let out a cry, feeling blood trickle from his lip. Aiden hates when that happens.

Nikos reeled back his fist once more but Asher choked out, “‘m so-sorry…” Nikos’ eyebrow raised, pulling Asher’s hair so Asher spoke into Nikos’ ear, “Repeat that again, mutt.” Asher shook with a silent cry, tears were streaming down his face at this point as he licked his lips, “I-I-  ‘m s-s’rr-sorry…” 

“There’s oooneee word your missing and you know it.” Nikos’ grip in Asher’s hair tightened in warning, making the other whimper, “I-I’m sorry- s’-sir…..”

Nikos instantly let go, Asher falling back onto the chair as his hand gently rubbed at his burning scalp. “My son has most definitely been too soft on you, but don't worry, it's never too late to train an old dog.” Asher could stop the shudder which ran through his spine. He put the hood back up, wiping his face with the oversized sleeves. He wanted Jack, Jesus, he just wanted a hug.

He moved around in the chair so he could hug his legs up to his chest, resting his forehead against his knees. He didn't even lift his head up as the kitchen opened.

“Everything’s order-” Rodger paused, eyes moving from his father, to Asher then back to Nikos, clenching his jaw. Nikos jutted his chin out, “Something to say?” Rodger gulped, clenching his fist behind his back before forcing out, “No, father. I uhm, I’ve ordered the food, it should be here soon.” Nikos simply nodded once in reply. He watched as his son’s eyes fell to Asher and scoffed, rolling his eyes, “I swear to god if anyone feels sorry for him I will drag him outside and leave him out in the pouring rain for the night, am I understood?”

Rodger clenched his jaw, sitting on the second armchair with his arms folded before nodding. He waited until Nikos’ glare lifted off of him before his eyes landed back to Asher, his stomach uneasy and guilt flooded him. He’ll make it up to Asher, he has to.

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Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Final Space (Cartoon), Final Space Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Avocato/Gary Goodspeed, Avocato & Gary Goodspeed, John Goodspeed/Sheryl Goodspeed Characters: Gary Goodspeed, Avocato (Final Space), Sheryl Goodspeed, John Goodspeed, Lord Commander (Final Space), Tribore Menendez, Derek, Dr. Bluestein, General Viro, General Cataloupe, Melanie Dewinter, KVN (Final Space), Hue, Kevin Van Newton, Nikos, High Helper Hula Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, KVN sucks, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Slow Romance, Slow Dancing, Slow To Update, Canon-Typical Violence, Alien Cultural Differences, Family Feuds, garycato - Freeform, No beta we die like redshirts, Idiots in Love, Avocato stan, Garycato stan Summary:

Avocato and Gary Goodspeed were not in love. In fact, they had never met each other. But when a rumor that they were secretly courting spread through the sector and their two warring families ceased all combat at once, they felt obligated to fall in love fast.

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Nikos: *eye twitch* I’m starting to wonder how you live if you eat things like that…

"Deliciously."

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killed Minthara over the course of the goblin raid so I didn’t get any sort of party where I got to talk to my companions about what the fuck just happened so I guess I gotta do that myself

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