#nicholai zinoviev x reader

[weskerssunglasses]

What would be some NSFW headcanons for the RE boys? Loved your dating headcanons!!

RE Boys NSFW Headcanons

Thank you! Glad y’all are enjoying 🥰 These are a bit short, my apologies! I also went with a female reader because that's what I'm most comfortable with for n*fw. I excluded Chris bc I'm just not into him in an n*fw sense and Jake because I couldn't think of much for him,, Also, if there's any other characters y'all are interested in lemme know! As long as they're not in my do not write for list located in my pinned post

Characters: Carlos, Leon, Wesker, Nikolai

Rating: N*FW

TWs/CWs: Female reader, BDSM/kink mention for pretty much all of them

Carlos:

Switch, while he definitely gets off on having you pinned under him, he loves a dom s/o

Of course he would never admit that though, so you'd need to take the reigns one night before it comes out that he's fine with subbing

Aside from the dom/sub dynamic, choking, and dirty talk he's relatively vanilla so if there's some more kinky things you want to try out, you'll have to initiate it and bring it to him

Constantly running his mouth during sex; if he's domming, he's telling you what to do and saying just about anything to get you weak and begging for him <3

Meanwhile, if he's subbing, he's running his mouth if you let him. For the most part he'll do what you say, so if you don't wanna listen to him whine for more, tell him to be quiet and he will

Please, please sit on his face and pull his hair

Likes giving oral more than receiving

He's a thigh man 😮‍💨 Likes leaving bite marks and hickeys all over your thighs if you'll let him

Pleasure dom to the point he'll overstimulate you

"Good girl Cariño. You can cum one more time for me, yeah?"

Leon:

Sub, he wants a powerbottom S/O

I mean, he's canonically into Ada so are we surprised? No

He can top, but it would be pretty vanilla so if you want anything ~spicy~ you're gonna need to take the reigns

Pretty bratty, we all know how his smart mouth, and it definitely carries over to the bedroom. However, he breaks pretty easy

Will moan if you smack him-

Cries like a bitch if you tease him 😩

Doesn't like a lot of bondage, but he doesn't mind getting his hands tied to the headboard. The power dynamic there has his head swimming

In public he keeps the cool attitude and acts like you're the submissive one, but the second y'all are home alone he'll do anything to get you to touch him

Still calls you "baby" tho 🫢

Might call you mommy if you ask

Really he's down to try anything once. The only things that are hard no's for him are anything that would require knives or guns because it would remind him of his work. He's also uneasy about blindfolds but he might like it if you do it right

"Baby, c'mon, please touch me. I'm gonna go insane if you don't, please..."

Wesker:

sdihugjklif

I'm fine not really i'm so down horrendous pls help

Has to be in control, no compromises. He's not at all interested in an S/O who won't submit to him in and out of the bedroom

If you're bratty, good luck. He's not going to bother with you, he can easily find someone else

However if you play by his rules...

Totally has a thing for choking you. He's acutely aware of his own strength and his knowledge of anatomy makes it so he can bring you just to the edge of passing out and then lets you go

Surprisingly vocal during sex? He likes calling you names 🥰

Also loves making you feel humiliated and stupid during sex

Really anything that establishes a clear power dynamic between the two of you he's into

I'm not sure if this is in line with canon, but I hc his canine teeth are a little closer fangs due to the virus in him. Because of this, he likes to leave bite marks on your neck, collar, and shoulders, and he's not afraid of drawing a little blood too

Gets annoyed if you're distracting him from his work because you're horny, but he'll compromise with either a) a little cockwarming until he's done with his work or b) you can suck him off under his desk 🙏

"Stop moving, are you really so stupid you can't even sit still? Sit there and let me finish my work and then maybe i'll give you what you want, greedy slut"

Nikolai:

😳

mean dom

Did someone say dacryphilia?

Of course it's within your boundaries, but he likes to make you hurt during sex

Probably the most intense one on this whole list

While he is going to be the one calling the shots, but he'll let you think you're getting your way on occasion before snapping. I mean c'mon, guy's been a mercenary for decades and you don't think he can get out of a simple wrist tie?

Convinced he just likes being mean 🥱

Conversely to the way Wesker gets annoyed of brats, Nikolai seeks them out on purpose so he can break them and he is damn good at it

While he's definitely a freak, he makes sure to keep it consensual. He's a greedy jackass, but he's not a monster

Speaking of Nikolai's greediness, that carries into his sex life. He's always down for a quick fuck, even if it means you pulling him into a secluded bathroom or alley

Super into facefucking, especially if you do your makeup beforehand so he can ruin it

Calls you Kroshka still, but in a demeaning, sarcastic way

"What's wrong, Kroshka? Did that hurt? Good. You're prettier when you're crying"

[greenteasnoothie]

Lil Drabble about Nicholai with new nurse!reader? How would he flirt with her when he’s injured in a mission and she gets super flustered lololol

(please add touchy foreplay + smut if you’re comfy with it tytyty 💖💖)

Nicholai X Nurse!Reader

A/N: I did not think Nicholai simps were a thing anymore, but I’m so glad they are. ALSO I’m sorry this took so long I haven’t really written smut before and I’m a little nervous that this sucks (sorry if it does)

Paring: Nicholai X Nurse!Fem!Reader

Content mentioned: blood, wound/injury, Pet Names, cream pies, cum.

lmk if I missed anything!!!

Wordcount: 1.5k

(This is a little bit before RE3 btw <3)

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You were recently recruited as a nurse for U.B.C.S. and were placed in Platoon Delta.

Since you were recruited your sergeant has taken a liking to you, at one point he even said you could just call him by his first name.

“Nikolai is fine when it’s just you and me sweetheart,”

You didn’t think anything of it, I mean he’s your sergeant he knows better than to start a romantic relationship with one of his own platoon members anyways…right?

Later followed by your arrival a mission set for your Platoon.

To say the original plan for the mission went to shit would be an understatement, most of the team is wounded in some way, you’re fixing wounds left and right.

Luckily everyone’s wounds so far are nothing very serious.

That was until you found your Platoons Sergeant hidden behind a wooden board that was up against a big rock with a pretty nasty wound.

You quickly kneel down near your sergeant getting a better look at the wound.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to fix this wound in the open like this, it’s too dangerous,” you say in an almost whisper but still loud enough for Nicholai to hear.

“We’re going to have to go to the rendezvous. I’ll call into the radio,” You stated.

“You really want to get me alone with you huh” Nikolai teased.

You ignored your sergeant's comment hoping that he didn't notice the pink tint that is starting to form on your cheeks as you pick up your radio, and radio in that you are taking your Sergeant to the rendezvous and fixing up some of his wounds before going out to the field again.

You both get into the rendezvous which is a mini old shack, you set Nikolai up against one of the walls and you grab your supplies quickly.

You first try to fix the wound while his pants are still on just to save time but it didn’t work.

“You're going to need to take your pants off so I can clean, and fix the wound properly.” You stated.

Nikolai chuckles, “shouldn’t you at least go to dinner with me first?”

“Very funny, now c’mon we don’t have all day,” you say to him clearly now getting annoyed.

“Aren’t you a nurse? You know how to take a pair of pants off,”

You are fuming, for god sake he can bleed out any minute and he’s being stubborn about taking his pants off.

Still you reach down to his belt and undo it, discarding his tactical gear to the side to make things easier.

Then you undo his fly, soon followed by you pulling his pants down to his knees.

Nikolai watches you intently soon cursing himself for it because seeing you undo his belt and pull the zipper of his fly down so naively is giving him a hard on, I mean he didn’t think it would be that obvious which was stupid for him to think, because soon as you pull his pants down it was extremely clear by the tint in his boxers that he had a boner, you ignored it or at least tried to as you face got super red.

You fix up Nikolai’s wound, soon covering the now fixed wound with some bandages.

“This is some impressive work,” Nikolai compliments as he eyes you up and down seeing you blush from the complement before he unexpectedly pulling you close to him by your waist, so close to the point you can feel the warmth of his breath on your neck and face.

“I think you deserve a payment of some sort, don’t you think?” Nikolai says almost breathlessly as his hands that are still holding your waist start to wander under your shirt.

Your breath hitches as you feel his hands travel under your gear and shirt to your bare skin, you quickly reach your hands to his wrists, “Nikolai we can’t be wasting time doing this!”

“I’m sure everyone will be fine if we’re gone for just a extra couple of minutes,” Nikolai chuckled.

“But shouldn’t we-“ before you can finish Nikolai pulls you in for a kiss, you both keep the kiss going until you pull away for air, you don’t even have a full 10 seconds before you are getting pulled in again by Nikolai for another kiss. Nikolai’s hands wander every part of your body as the kiss continues, soon followed by Nikolai sliding his tongue in your mouth.

The kiss is soon ended so your shirt can be pulled over your head, Nikolai gropes your breasts and leaves love marks on your collar bone as he moves his hands down to unbutton your pants.

Soon all you have on is your bra and panties, Nikolai joins you (of course with your help) so he only has his boxers on.

You get pushed down to the floor of the shack as Nikolai towers over your form, his dick straining against his boxer’s as he notices the mini damp patch on your panties, god he was making you this wet.

Nikolai knelt between your thighs as he goes down to your face to kiss you once again as he moves one of his hands to the inside of your thigh slowly trailing up towards your heat clearly teasing you and making you more needy for his cock by the second.

“Please..” you practically beg.

“Please what?” Nikolai says almost mockingly

“Please just fuck me,” you basically whimper.

I mean how could he deny such a pretty girl as he tugged his boxers down to his knees as his cock springs out.

Setting his body between your legs as he rubs the head of his cock against your slit soon sliding his tip into you keeping his cock there for a second to let you bask in the sudden stretch until he grabs your hips in a bruising grasp and rams into you letting out a grunt as you let out a a gasp from the sudden roughness. Nikolai tightens his grasp on your hips to the point where it almost hurts but you could care less as he thrusts his cock into you mercilessly, constantly hitting your sweet spot making you see stars.

“I-I’m close,” you gasp out as Nikolai’s pace is leaving you breathless.

Nikolai grunts In response as he is also close causing his pace to become more sloppy, but still thrusting into you deeply, your legs are shaking uncontrollably from the pleasure.

Your spongy walls tighten around Nikolai’s cock as you get to your release letting out a pornagrapic moan.

Nikolai continues to fuck you maybe even harder and faster now aching for his own release, as you get overstimulated by the pleasure as his thrusts feel more intense.

Nikolai thrusts deep and hard into you one last time as he releases inside of you, he slowly pulls out of you, his cum leaking out of your cunt, as you both catch your breath.

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[alessiathepirate]

Resident Evil 3 Remake

THE PRICE OF LIFE: Nikolai Zinoviev/Nicholai Ginovaef x fem!reader

Summary: Nicholai was too interesting to not care about. He was too interesting to be left behind - maybe she cares a bit too much.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

My Russian isn't the best, I only know a few words in that language so I used Google translator to help me. If something isn't correct and/or something is used in the wrong context, please tell me so I can learn and improve :)

Warnings: mentioned wounds, referenced manipulation (only vaguely, you have to decide what it really is), slightly unhealthy relationship tropes

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Nicholai was a very calculated man.

She was very well aware of that fact as soon as she first saw him and talked to him. He knew what to expect from her, when to expect it and how to use that knowledge in his favor. She knew that it was a very useful skill to have, especially in a situation like theirs.

That was until she figured out another thing about him.

Nicholai was also a man mostly driven by greed and power.

And greed mixed with the ability to deduce someone's next move and worth was a pretty dangerous skill.

He may have been greedy, but he was also too interesting to not care about. She liked to listen to him talk and then understand the meaning of those words, because even if money was clearly the main motivator, he was right. He was a great survivalist who understood the very basic rule of life: no one else's life matters, but your own.

He wasn't an ordinary man she'd meet around every corner and that led to her being too interested in him to leave him alone. Even if Jill didn't trust him, even if he made her leave her friend behind to save her own life - she knew he was right and she was glad she decided to stick with him.

If anyone can make it out of the city alive, it was Nicholai - and perhaps, if she isn't too annoying and boring - she can leave with him too.

It was because of these facts she had managed to know about him that she became scared, doubtful and a bit disappointed. There he was, the man she decided to trust, the man she decided to believe - and he was wounded.

He was wounded, defeated - destroyed because of his own ego. He thought he was clever, he thought he knew Jill Valentine, yet he underestimated her.

She shot him to save her own life - she learned that from Nicholai himself.

"There's a price tag for everything. Even letting the world burn."

Once again, he was right. Even if it wasn't a thing she'd do, it was something others are definitely doing right in that same moment somewhere else.

"Who are you working for?"

Carlos was on his way towards the helicopter and he tilted his head, trying to make a silent sign so she'll get moving and help him. She shook her head and looked at Jill - I can't: that's what her movements said, but I don't want to was what she really wanted to say.

Carlos nodded, seemingly understanding - or misunderstanding - what she meant to say. He thought she tried to look out for Jill, when in reality it was another person she tried to look out for.

"I'll tell you if you get me out of here." that first line was for Jill, she was sure of it, but then his eyes found hers as he continued: "I'll pay you whatever you want."

As Carlos climbed into the helicopter leaving no one to look directly at her, she tilted her head with a small smile.

You'll pay, huh?

She did her best to look inside herself and find her main motivator what followed her throughout the whole night. It was the want and need to survive. And she survived - she was here and Jill will for sure take her out of the city. They were friends and Jill won't rub anything into her face or scream at her saying: 'What did you do to save yourself?' No, she loves her too much for that.

But money? She doesn't want the money. She doesn't need it at all. She won't be able to spend it, knowing at which part of her life she had gotten it.

Respect on the other hand...

"You're a fool. You're a fool!" Jill turned away and walked up to the chopper, she followed her letting Nicholai shout all he wanted - it wasn't the right moment. For a second she couldn't decide who he shouted at, but then realized it was for Jill - it was the performance for Jill. Nicholai would never beg. "If I die you'll never find out the truth."

There it was - the effect he had on her and on her whole being from the first second they've met. She liked him. She respected him. She could love him.

She didn't want him to die. Sure, he'd deserve a punch or two, but not death.

As Jill helped her climb into the chopper she realized that Nicholai knows that. He knows she likes him and respects him and that a part of her wants him in ways she shouldn't. He knew from the first talk they've had that he won't die here - no, because she will be the right escape plan.

"I don't mind a little detective work."

Jill climbed in - she didn't. She sat down, letting her legs dangle. Jill disappeared behind her, deciding to talk to Carlos.

She kept her gaze on Nicholai, who kept pressure on the wound. Their eyes met.

She tried to make herself unreadable, something new and uncertain - she wanted to shock him, surprise him even if she knew nothing can really come as a shock to a man like Nicholai Ginovaef.

She kept her mouth in a straight line, pressured her muscles to keep herself from smiling. But her eyes told him everything he needed to know.

Nicholai smiled and let out a laugh. She didn't laugh with him.

"Did you learn?" the question came as a shock.

Did she?

She learned the basics. She knew what her own life meant and what a good accomplice meant. She learned to survive...

... yet she's about to do something what could kill her.

The answer is no. She didn't learn. Her wants and pure needs were greater than the voice inside her head saying: Go with Jill and repair the friendship as long as it can be repaired.

She didn't want to go with Jill - or Carlos.

The propeller started to move and then the helicopter started to ascend.

Half a meter - for a moment she saw something new on Nicholai's face.

One meter - it looked like pure betrayal.

"Hey, Jill!" she shouted through the sound of the propeller.

"Yeah?"

One and a half meters - she has to make sure they'll go without her.

"Go on a vacation after this!"

"You'll come with me, right?"

Right? She left her when the Nemesis attacked them in the subway. She felt sorry she did that, but she didn't regret it one bit.

She smiled at her friend.

Two meters.

"Go somewhere calm and sunny."

Jill's smile faded. "What do you mean?"

"It was nice to meet you Carlos." she looked at their temporary pilot and then back at her friend. "Have a great life Jill."

"What--"

Two and a half meters. She jumped.

She jumped and she heard Jill scream after her. She jumped and saw as the chopper stopped in the air for a few seconds.

She heard Carlos' voice through the noise, probably explaining that they don't have much time left. They knew that - everyone knew that: Carlos, Jill, Nicholai, herself. She calculated it perfectly.

She landed perfectly with a small, quiet puff.

"You didn't learn at all, did you?"

She made sure the chopper moved away and only then did she start to walk towards Nicholai.

"Sure thing I did." she started, trying to not grin. "You said it yourself, there's a price tag for everything."

Nicholai chuckeled, he understood the reference.

"And I really hope you'll pay me well enough."

She stretched out her arm, letting him grab her hand so she can pull him up.

"What makes you think I will? I could kill you, we could both die here."

She looked up at him when his grip on her hand changed. His hand moved up until it had a firm hold on her wrist.

"We won't die here. I'm pretty sure you have the keys for that other chopper right there." she tilted her head towards it. "You're too calculating to just wait for your own death."

"Why did you jump? You could've escaped with your friends. You have no further use of me just like I have no further use of you."

She looked up at him as if this would be the first time she really looked at him, examining his features, his eyes, his grin. She looked at him and for the first time she really saw what he tried to hide. She saw that he fell into the same trap she did.

"I did it for the same reason you didn't kill me." she started, swallowing, getting herself ready to say the next words: "You like me. And I like you too."

His gaze was cold. It explored her whole being, all the small cuts she had on her face and shoulders.

And he smiled. He smiled like he knows something she doesn't.

"Ty vazhen dlya menya. Ya nenavizhu eto." she didn't understand a word he said even if her heart fluttered at the sudden Russian. "Malen'kiy vyzhivshiy." he grinned.

"So," she began as she swallowed down the softness and hope she felt when he spoke up in Russian - it was pretty attractive just like his accent. "let's get out of here, no?"

His grip tightened even more and for a second she was afraid there'll be an ugly purple mark left behind. Her heartbeat quickened. God he had such a hold on her, on her whole being, he could control her in ways no one else could.

"What'll happen if you're wrong?" he leaned in, she was able to feel his breath on her face and he kept the eyecontact no matter where she looked. "What'll happen then, zólotse? You'll get nothing out of it, no? No money, no man, no life. Nichego."

She didn't hide away. She didn't take a step back. Nicholai wouldn't like that.

No, he wants her to answer, to say something, to prove what she is: is she worthy of survival or is she too shy and meaningless? He wouldn't leave her. It'd hurt him a bit too much, but she'd get a place in his book, a term.

She put one of her hands on his shoulder, her fingertips getting lower, closer to the wound. He took a deep breath - it must've hurt like Hell.

"But I am right. So it doesn't matter, does it?" she watched as her fingertips became red. "And let's be honest if I'd die tonight your money wouldn't be able to buy me back. I'm too interesting to play with, no?"

He liked that. He liked that short challenge. He liked that she didn't back down.

Her hand traveled lower until it reached a pocket. She kept the eyecontact even as she reached in to grab the keys she had suspected were there.

"Let's get going so we won't have to figure out what happens if we both die." she said after she held the keys in her hand.

She took a step back, but he stopped her. Even if he was wounded, he was still strong - stronger than her at least. He pulled her close, much closer than before. He only stopped when they were so close their noses almost touched.

She felt her eyelids get heavy. Her stomach fluttered, her heartbeat quickened. Every instinct in her, every piece of her body told her to get comfortable and get ready. Everything inside her told her to lean closer and kiss him.

But she didn't. And Nicholai didn't move either.

He just smirked and then whispered: "Malen'kaya ved'ma." It sounded like he teased her.

"You really want to die tonight, don't you?" she whispered too. "We should hurry up."

"Fine." he let go of her and then continued to press his hand on his wound.

They walked toward the other chopper and just as they got in, he continued to talk: "Ty mne nravish'sya."

She didn't know what it meant, but it sounded honest and soft - and Nicholai was a pretty rough man. He smiled and so did she.

No one was left behind that night. No one died and no one got paid. Because she didn't want to leave him and he didn't want to let her go.

Nicholai was a man driven by greed. If he found something he liked, he kept it. And he didn't like to share.

[ravenrune]

How do you think Nikolai would respond to having a s/o with a photographic memory? Is he impressed or is he put off and more guarded as a result?

I like this! I am so sorry I only just saw this. I'll do some headcanons, thank you for the original request. :)

✫ Nikolai is definitely very impressed. He had no idea what a photographic memory is really like, and cannot believe the details you remember about what goes on in the world around you.

✫ He thinks it's quite handy at times. He even gets a bit lazy now and then, because he knows that whatever he forgets, you will remember.

✫ Sometimes he will randomly move objects in the house, just to see if you notice straight away that something has changed. You always do, and it never ceases to amaze him. Especially since he won't just move a large vase or slightly change the position of the television; he will also move small items that nobody else would notice have been moved.

✫ He does, indeed, become a little bit more guarded. He's good at keeping things a secret, but knowing you'll remember everything - and in great detail to boot - does make him feel like he needs to be even more careful around you. Not because he doesn't trust you, but because he fears that if you find out about the things he's up to, you'll leave him.

✫ At the end of day, Nikolai thinks there are many more pros than cons to your 'special talent' as he calls it, so he tries to just enjoy it. After all, he does care about you, and well... sometimes it comes in handy for him, too. Nikolai would never shy away from taking advantage of someone else's skills if it benefits him.

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

How abt a nikolai x reader ( no angst plz)

Sure :). I didn’t know what type did you want, so i did some headcanons.

Warnings: fluff.

Being in a relationship with Nikolai would include:

His job as a double agent takes a lot of his time, so seeing him is a luxury. However, when he gets his hands on her he will become glued to her body. Expect random hugs, kisses, and small bites across the skin. (Not to leave marks, she’s so dearly to him he could eat her up). He likes to feel her body close to him because it reminds him that there is someone in this world that cares about him not just because of money.

He doesn’t talk too much about his job because let’s face it, it’s pretty dark. He’ll try to avoid the subject as much as possible. His s/o would give up eventually.

On the rare occasions he’s at home, he likes to cook some food for his s/o, especially some traditional food from his country (because even if he doesn’t admit it, he still misses his home). He actually likes to teach some of his culture to his s/o, like traditions, dishes, and even vocabulary. Nikolai can be a tease sometimes meaning he’ll start to talk randomly, maybe even in the middle of the conversation, in his mother language and watch his s/o frown her brows trying to understand.

What he does drains him and he needs some comfort, so he will call his s/o from work when he can. He’ll speak on such a lovely, calm tone that his teammates won’t recognize it’s actually his voice. They know little details about her because Nikolai doesn’t want to mix his job with his personal life, so he will end up shutting them up every time.

Speaking of mixing work with personal life, he knows the difference very well between them. He doesn’t get emotionally involved with his job, while he pours his heart in the relationship. If he could quit he would, but he knows he has a responsibility now. Not like she could provide for herself, but Nikolai tends to think that it’s a man’s responsibility to assure financial support for both. Besides, he really likes to spoil her. Her happy, tearful look when Nikolai surprises her with the finest things it’s everything to him. It’s more than any job in the world.

He will read to her until she falls asleep. It doesn’t matter if it’s a book in English or Russian or in any other language because of his voice. His smooth, husky voice filled with a heavy accent will put her to sleep immediately, and there is no better feeling in the world than falling asleep in Nikolai’s arms.

[voidwritesstuff]

Request Resident evil 3 Nicholai x female reader? Maybe reader is also UBCS?

Discussions

(Nicholai Ginovaef X Reader).

Hope you like it!! I had fun doing this one

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--I am not convinced of Ms Valentine...

--Youre never convinced of anyone nicholai...--(y/n) said looking up from her rifle as she re-loaded It.

The russian growls and sits on the trian,humping his leg with a scowl.

The woman sighs and shakes her head mimicking her companion and taking a Seat Next to him.

--I know something is up, tell me

(Y/n) has always been keen on picking up social cues,and its one of the few,if not only one, that has been able to grow somewhat closer to nicholai without getting a punch in the face.

He was misterious and grumpy,somehow it was attractive to her, but even with everything she had done for him he still kept secrets from her.

--Its none of your bussiness...

--Oh youre gonna sass me now huh?

Her tone is teasing, the Man sighs and looks at her--Thats not what I meant and you know it

She chuckles and shakes her head--Look we are almost done here, Jill gets this thing running and we Will be out of here in a flash

The russian Man nodds with a certain heavy feeling in his chest and turning his gaze to another thing,literally anything that would distract his mind from his companion.

For once in his Long run of work he developed feelings for someone, god forbid it yet here he was.

He was trained to Keep cool in stressing situations,how to disarm Someone,yet here he was unable to Keep his mind off of her.

Even before raccoon city, before deployment he couldnt Keep his shit togheter around her, and for a period of time he could play it off.

But now?, mikhail,Carlos and tyrell were planning to rescue a doctor, Jill was nowhere to be seen and here he was, regretting what he was about to do.

--Can I tell you something?

Its alarming how he stutters at the beginning of the sentence.

--Hmm?sure whats up?

He opens his mouth to say something yet nothing comes out of it.

--Nicholai you okay?

--Da...just trying to find the right words to say it

--right...its not like you're about to confess your love for me or something--(y/n) tries to make him laugh,or snort or just scowl,but the color of her face drains as she sees him look away--R right?

'To hell with it'the russian turns to his companion and kisses her.

Hes not used to taking risks so big like these,but words werent going to cut It.

He awaits the worst before she kisses back, hugging his neck and leaning in.

--oh sorry do I interrupt something?

Jill said.

Nicholai jumps back as (y/n) cant help but let out a strendous cackle while the Mans cheeks go red.

--Right...ill give you guys privacy

The stars soldier walks away leaving a very flustered nicholai.

Well damn.

[lunarastrobabe]

Two imagine requests are coming this week! Just throwing some ideas together for them and they will be up. Also a smut coming ;) 

[weskerssunglasses]

Can I request nsfw alphabet for Nikolai pretty please c:

Ofc 😩 I was waiting for a Nikolai ask 👀

Rating: 18+

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Honestly... aftercare really isnt his thing. Like he'll make sure you're okay and all, but if you want specific aftercare things you'll have to directly tell him. He's pretty emotionally stunted though and thinks overt affection after sex is silly, so he may tease you depending on what you ask for.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Favorite part of him: His eyes. Part of why he's such a convincing liar in his job is because of his stupid little doe eyes.

Favorite part of you: Your hips/stomach, especially if you're on the thicc side.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Likes finishing in your mouth the most. One, it's a power/control thing, and two he just thinks it's hot when you choke on it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Hmmm... Nikolai doesn't really have a "Dirty Secret" per se (we all know he's a dirty old bastard) but a fantasy of his he tries to keep quiet about is making a sex tape.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's pretty experienced. The more into his mercenary work the less time he had for... private endeavours, so he may be a little rusty but he definitely knows what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything that has him on top and in control; I think he'd be most interested in doggy style.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Definitely more serious. Especially since he's into some particularly sketchy stuff, he's gotta take most of it seriously.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps it clean and all but doesn't really groom down there unless you really want him to. Tbh he's probably got some notion in his head that grooming down there is a "girly" thing 💀

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

....c'mon. It's Nikolai. I think the only time he'd be "sappy" during sex is if it's after you almost died/got seriously hurt.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Surprisingly doesn't do it much? Like yeah, sure, he's got needs and all but his sex drive when alone is pretty low. (He isn't opposed to being watched by you tho 👀 Do what you will with that information)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Anything that involves giving pain/making you bleed (unrelated but please please please someone request a knife kink thing with krauser)

hhhj likes being called sir imo

Tbh its pretty broad; like he's down to try most things as long as he can remain in charge

Try to handcuff him to the headboard while he's distracted and get your revenge tho 🙏

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Home (obv)

Phone sex in risky areas

Not above pulling you into a dark alley to have some fun

Shower, though it's kind of a fall hazard

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Lingerie and dirty talk mostly. It's not hard to get him riled up, so showing a little skin and teasing him a bit is a surefire way to get his time to yourself.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Things that take far too long to set up safely, like suspension, latex (but that's mostly because he can't stand the feeling of it), complicated bondage, etc. He's also turned off by the whole catgirl/catboy thing. If he finds you with a pair of cat ears on he's gonna laugh at you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving. His whole thing is power and control and there is just something so perfect about being able to grab your hair and make you please him how he wants. Don't expect him to go easy on you either; if you can still comfortably talk afterwards he did something wrong.

As far as giving, he will, but he doesn't prefer it. However, he does secretly like having your thighs squeeze around his head and neck; he'd never admit it though.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Nikolai definitely doesn't like being gentle. Like.. he can. He just doesn't prefer it, so he's pretty rough and aggressive. beat that pussy up!!

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's not a fan. He likes to get mean and draw it out, so quickies aren't really something he entertains. If you're both really busy though he's down for a few; just make sure you're ready for your next session being extra long.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes a reasonable amount of risk. Like he wont do anything in a relatively public setting, but an alley or deserted bathroom is up for grabs. He's also totally down to experiment, you just have to ask.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for pretty long, but it varies on how tired and/or motivated he is. If he's raring to go you're gonna be in for a couple good rounds 👀

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's not really a fan of toys. He's worried a vibrator would upstage him 🤧

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh god he's evil. At baseline he likes making you squirm and beg before he actually pleases you, and god help you if you've caught an attitude towards him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from dirty talk, he doesn't make much noise until he's cumming. He lets out this deep growls that are just,, 🤤

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes to shove his face in your neck or shoulder and digs his nails into your hips when he finishes 😳

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

[I'm leaving out x because these kind of descriptions make me cringe i'm sorry]

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high naturally but he gets enticed easily. Nice lingerie has him going feral, especially if it highlights your softer spots.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Literally he makes sure you're good and passes tf out...

[weskerssunglasses]

Hallo dear! Thank you for your amazing writing! I love that it is so accurate to their characters. I fell for Leon when I startet to play the game in 2007 and for the past 16 years I was all about Albert. But since I found your Tumblr here, reading all those things about Nikolai, that shook my RE world a bit up…so…can I request something about fem reader who is deeply committed to Wesker, years of work together, occasionally crossing the line of professional with sex. They are loyal to one another, maybe the closest thing to family he's able to. Now she meets Zinoviev due to some work stuff and they have their very own dynamic. Like, she's a brat - not with Albert, since he's just ignoring her, whenever she's acting up, she learned that - but the Russian mean-teasing the shit out of her, and things get heated. Somewhat.

Thanks for keeping them alive! Have a great day

AHHH im glad I got you hooked on the mean Russian!! Ngl this is kinda an idea I might write a whole fic for eventually... Anyways, went with Reader has been working with Wesker as a researcher for Umbrella and continued to work with him up until the events of RE5. Timeline is roughly somewhere around RE4 (wdym Nikolai died in RE3? :) I did change this a bit to at least the reader doesn't believe Wesker isn't loyal to her; if her thoughts are true are not can be up to you). Not proof read, forgive me for errors </3

Rating: sfw

TWs: N/A

Pairing(s): Wesker/Reader (mentioned), Wesker&Reader (mentioned), Nikolai/Reader

Albert Wesker, you are so fucking lucky I like you.

The way Wesker pitched this mission to you was simple; track down Nikolai Zinoviev, and do whatever you could to get your hands on the combat data of some new bio-engineered freak.

So far however, this mission hasn't been anything less than a massive pain in your ass.

First of all, not only did it take a week and a half alone to track down Zinoviev's contacts, you then had to trek through the middle of nowhere in some eastern european country you couldn't even pronounce the name of only to have to rigorously prove your identity and purpose for wanting to see him in more ways than you could count. It was like the international customs on steroids.

And what do you get for your troubles? A man who is ecstatic that your benefactor is willing to drop a quarter of a million dollars on a data report? Someone who is ready to drop the info and live in the lap of luxury until the money runs dry? A normal person?

Of course not; not in this industry. Instead, what you're met with is the most self-absorbed, arrogant, teeth-grinding irritating son of a bitch you'd ever had the misfortune of meeting. And that's saying something from a person who's spent the last decade working with Albert Wesker.

You're brought back from your thoughts by a calloused hand waving in front of your face. "Still with me?"

Your eyes cut away from the plush rug you're standing on to set a cold look on him. "Listen, do you want the money or not?"

"Of course! Money makes the world go 'round, but... what's in it for me?"

"Aside from $250,000?"

"How about some information on Wesker? I have some benefactors of my own who would love to know a little more about him." "Absolutely not," you bark, pathetically fast. "I understand you have no sense of loyalty, but I do."

Nikolai eyes you for a moment, his head slowly tilting. "And he would do the same for you, yes?" It catches you off guard, having the truth laid out so plainly before you. You want to say Wesker is every bit loyal to you as you are to him, but deep down? You know that isn't true. The second you weren't useful... the thought of the future keeps you up at night. Then again, what can you do? You're in too deep to back out now.

Nikolai takes your silence as a go-ahead to continue. "Loyalty is worth nothing. People put too much stock into it- it's delusional to think someone will follow you around like a puppy just because of something as weak as loyalty. No, only money can get you something like your ideal of loyalty... until a higher bidder comes along." He gives you a vaguely sleazy grin and takes a step closer to you, his eyes trailing over your body. "That being said... maybe there's another reason Wesker keeps you around." Rage flashes through your eyes, brief yet vengeful like a forest fire. "You don't know what you're fucking talking about," you snap, but the warmth in your cheeks takes away any intimidation factor you have.

"Defensive," Nikolai chides, snickering to himself, and then suddenly he's in front of you, his arms caging you in against the desk you're leaning on. His sudden proximity is doing no good for your embarrassment. You hate to admit it, but he is... more than a little attractive. He smells nice, too- gunpowder and pine trees, and good lord you want to punch him for it but that smirk-

What can you say? Your type is emotionally unavailable assholes, you suppose.

"All I meant was Wesker doesn't seem to keep his, ah, playthings, around for very long. What makes you so special?" Nikolai continues, clearly trying to goad a reaction out of you. You open your mouth to respond, but he cuts you off. "And, what I'm more curious about, is why a pretty thing like you puts up with him. Surely he doesn't really take care of you?"

"Oh, and you'd be better?" you bite, taking the bait without thinking. You've got an attitude- something which Wesker has more or less worked out of you, at least when it comes to him- but something about Nikolai brings it back full force. "You're talking an awful lot of shit for someone who'd cut his own mother for a quick buck."

"Awh, you don't trust me?" Nikolai teases, his gaze narrowing in ways that makes your stomach flip.

"No."

Nikolai grins, finally stepping away from you with his hands up. "Smart girl. No, I wouldn't be any better, but i'd be upfront with you about it.

"Shut up!" you bark, and this time it's you getting in his face. "I didn't come here to get play mind tricks with you, I'm here to cut a fucking deal. Either give me the combat data, or quit wasting my time."

"Brat," he muses under his breath, eyeing you like a hawk would a mouse. Despite that, he does look slightly impressed you have the nerve to speak to him like that. Slowly, he grins again, and his gaze turns appraising. "Hm, I do see why Wesker likes you," he huffs, and turns away from you, making a dismissive gesture. "Fine, I'll take your offer." He turns back to you, dangling a bag in his hands which you assume has the data inside.

When you reach out to take the bag, he hoists it out of your reach quickly. "Nikolai-"

"I'll take your offer on a condition."

You sigh, trying to chill the anger crawling under your skin, and put your hands on your hips. "What?"

"Give me your number."

You blink at him, your expression blank with surprise. "What?" you repeat, your tone incredulous.

"You heard me," he responds, his expression smug as he steps closer to you, holding out the bag as if it's a peace offering. "When Wesker eventually tosses you aside, you could benefit from a friend or two, no?"

God, you wanna kick his fucking teeth in. However, you're tired, you want to go home, you're tired of arguing, and now that the seed of doubt has been planted, you can't help but think he's right-

"Fine."

Finally, you're leaving, deal sealed, bag in hand, and Wesker $250,000 broker, when you hear Nikolai calling out after you.

"See you around, кукла"

[alessiathepirate]

LUIS SERRA:

NIGHT TERRORS: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: Waking up from a nightmare and feeling afraid isn’t easy to get through – unless you have someone who can comfort you.

Warnings: swearing, references to PTSD, hurt/comfort

CIGARETTES IN THE MORNING: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: Just some soft morning moments with Luis Serra - including some cigarettes -, because we all need some soft Luis Serra moments in our lives.

Warnings: smoking

JEALOUSY: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: She always thought her lover was the most confident man she’s ever met, she never thought Luis Serra would be able to feel jealous.

Warnings: nothing, just some fluff because we all need it

TOO LATE: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader, Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: They say it’s never too late to realize you are in love – oh, how wrong they are.

Warnings: angst

LEON S. KENNEDY:

CLUELESS: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Five times they were sure they weren’t dating and one time they weren’t. OR: Luis, Ashley, Ada and Krauser having enough of how oblivious and clueless they are about their feelings.

Warnings: swearing, violence, my Spanish, Luis being the number one fanboy and Ashley being best girl

CUTS: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Even if no one seems to worry about them, they can still worry about each other.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence, scars, hurt/comfort

SUCH A GOOD BOY!: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: As they rescue the trapped wolf, Leon’s lover has a very important question to ask.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence, bad little beartraps

SHARED WOUNDS HEAL TOGETHER THE BEST: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Relationship development through nightmares and shared trauma.

Warnings: swearing, referenced PTSD, trauma, mentioned death, described violence, hurt/comfort

HAPPILY EVER AFTER: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Three times Leon thought about marrying his lover, one time he joked about it and one time he meant it and his lover said yes.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence

JACK KRAUSER:

A GOOD ENOUGH MOVE: Jack Krauser x fem!reader

Summary: Training with Jack Krauser can be quite the challenge – unless she finds a good enough move.

Warnings: violence (fighting, training, knives), slightly suggestive

NIKOLAI ZINOVIEV / NICHOLAI GINOVAEF:

THE PRICE OF LIFE: Nikolai Zinoviev / Nicholai Ginovaef x fem!reader

Summary: Nicholai was too interesting to not care about. He was too interesting to be left behind – maybe she cares a bit too much.

Warnings: mentioned wounds, referenced manipulation (only vaguely, you have to decide what it really is), slightly unhealthy relationship tropes

[ravenrune]

May I ask for a request where Wesker, Nikolai and Krauser would have a sweet, caring yet extremely innocent s/o who knows nothing about what they 'do for a living' (because they wanna keep their innocence intact)?

Yes, of course. I'm sorry this took a while, I am a snail. Small warning; These are all 'villains', and I will try to keep them 'in character' as much as I can. I hope you don't mind that not all of it is fluffy and cute.

☣️ Wesker would likely not have a sweet, caring and extremely innocent S/O. However, if he did he would make a great effort to slowly manipulate you into believing the things he does are for a good cause. He would use every trick in the book to get into your brain until he's fully corrupted you.

☣️ You wouldn't have much of a life left afterwards. You'd have lost your friends and your family because Wesker made you believe they weren't good enough for you. That only he was good enough for you. He would keep this up, taking it all very slowly, until he could call you his, and his alone.

☣️ Wesker would take good care of you, though. But that innocence? It wouldn't last much longer. He'd make sure of it.

🪙 Nikolai would lie to you every chance he gets. The reason he's with you is because you are the only person he knows outside of his line of business, and even he sometimes needs to come home to someone who will treat him like a human being rather than 'just a mercenary'.

🪙 That said, Nikolai isn't great with emotions, so sometimes your caring attitude and innocence will annoy him. On days like that he feels like just leaving you behind and finding someone he can share more of himself with instead. He doesn't do it, however, because he does actually care. He wouldn't admit it though. He's still Nikolai.

🪙 Nikolai will keep you safe by making sure nobody he knows finds out about you. You will probably move from place to place quite often. Nikolai says it's because he works abroad quite often, but in reality, it's because someone found out where he lives, and so he takes you somewhere safer.

🗡 Krauser worries a lot about your safety. He cannot help but check in with you every couple of hours, making sure you're okay and not in any kind of danger. He's very protective. So protective, it actually annoys you from time to time.

🗡 Krauser, too, will keep you a secret. Only the people he is closest to, those he trusts with his life, will know about your existence. Sometimes he pays them to stop by your house when he's away for 'work' because he doesn't like it when you're all alone.

🗡 If there is any threat of you finding out about what he does for a living, or if you ever start doubting the lies he tells you, he will take some time off to try and regain your trust. Krauser genuinely cares about you and really doesn't want to lose you because of his job.

I hope you enjoyed these. If not, please remember these are my HCs and you are free to disagree with every single one of them. Thanks for stopping by. ♥

[ravenrune]

I'm curious but how do you think Nikolai would react to an SO who is really good at voice impressions?

Hi! I love this request, it's different and fun. Turning it into a headcanons post, as usual. Hope you'll like how it turns out, even if it's a bit on the short side. :)

⁎ The first time you do a voice impression is while you're watching a film together. Nikolai is initially very confused, because he thought there was something wrong with the sound. When he finds out it was you, he'll get strangely excited and ask you to do it again multiple times. ⁎ He finds it extremely entertaining and can't get enough of your cool talent. He will ask you to quote specific lines from films and series on random occasions. Not just because he thinks it's funny, but also because sometimes you sound extremely sexy and it turns him on a bit. ⁎ Nikolai enjoys taking advantage of your talent. He'll introduce you to some people he knows, so later on you can imitate his boss and tell his co-workers that he isn't working today. They're too afraid to ask the boss about it, so he (and you) get away with it every time. He spends that day off with you, of course. ⁎ He does make sure not to tell anyone else about how good you are at doing voice impressions, because he doesn't want his boss or co-workers to find out about him skipping work every once in a while. ⁎ He likes it when you speak with a heavy Russian accent. He'll teach you some Russian so you can get a feel for the language, making it easier to adopt the accent. ⁎ Of course, learning a bit of Russian would also mean you can start doing voice impressions in Russian, which is something that would make him very happy. ⁎ His favourite thing is when you quote a line in fluent Russian from his favourite Russian actor/actress. It makes him melt a bit on the inside, and all he'll want to do is hug you tightly until you can hardly breathe anymore.

[ravenrune]

How does Nikolai show affection? 💗

Hmmm. Allow me to get carried away a bit...

Nikolai isn't that good with showing his emotions, so don't expect him to be all over you. He'll show affection mainly by buying you gifts, doing things for you, and trying to motivate you whenever you want to try something new. If you want a hug, you'll probably get one, but you might have to ask for it. In general, you might have to ask for the things you need, because he may not pick up on them himself. That's not to say he doesn't have a soft side at all, but he prefers to keep that to himself.

Nikolai thought you looked pretty cute when you were asleep. He was just lying next to you, watching your chest rise and fall with each breath you took. He enjoyed the pleasant warmth radiating from your body and for a brief moment, he allowed the butterflies in his stomach to just exist instead of mentally killing them off right away.

Careful as to not wake you, he leaned over you and gently caressed your forehead with his thumb. He couldn't help but chuckle as you pulled a silly face in your sleep.

"You're certainly a strange one," Nikolai whispered with a soft smirk on his face. "Guess I lucked out, huh."

He lied back down and turned on his side before draping an arm around your waist and snuggling up to your warm body. "I think I'll have to keep you forever."

[ravenrune]

Carry You Home

Nikolai x Reader request from the wonderful @sebcastellanyes, who managed to turn me into a huge Nikolai fan. It was supposed to be a HC post, but I turned it into a fanfic and got carried away. It know it's not exactly what you requested, comrade, but I hope you'll enjoy it anyway! Tags and warnings: Implied/referenced torture, injuries, drama, angst, Nikolai struggles with his feelings. Word count: 3328. Can be read on AO3 too.

Nikolai knew someone had gotten their filthy hands on you. Despite his best efforts to keep you safe and somewhat of a secret to the other people who worked in his line of business, it seemed he might’ve dropped the ball somewhere.

It took him a while to find you, running into dead ends over and over again for days in a row. As time went by, a sense of anxiety was starting to settle in the pit of his stomach, something he wasn’t quite accustomed to and didn’t think he’d ever experience again after that incident that had occurred when he was around 15 years old.

He got to you eventually after a reliable resource had sent him on the right track. Getting there wasn’t too difficult, but Nikolai found himself irritated with the large number of guards that were roaming around. It wasn’t because he couldn’t handle being stealthy now and then; it was just that his patience was running low and he couldn’t stop thinking about how you might be dead by now.

“Fools,” Nikolai muttered under his breath, sniping a guard from afar, “so many guards, and are they doing their jobs? They are not.” He silently shook his head. “Amateurs.”

It didn’t take him too long to deal with the guards. Nikolai wondered if these men and women had ever received any training, or if they’d just been there to scare people away. Regardless, they didn’t get in his way too much, merely slowing him down a bit.

After searching the — now seemingly empty — building twice, he finally gained access to what seemed to be a laboratory. “You better not be infected, Y/N,” Nikolai grumbled as he entered the lab and started searching the rooms. Nobody appeared to be present here either, causing him to wonder if this could be a trap. As always, he proceeded with caution, checking room after room, growing increasingly impatient until he finally stumbled upon you.

You were lying on the floor of what looked like a hospital room, wearing nothing but some underwear. Your back was facing towards him and he could see your wrist was chained to a metal pipe that was sticking out of the wall.

As he slowly approached you, he realized you were injured. You weren’t moving and some blood surrounded your body; blood of which he wasn’t sure it was yours or somebody else’s until he noticed the deep gash on your forehead that was still bleeding a bit.

Panic seized him as he carefully placed you on your back to check if you were still breathing.

You were, but that was the only positive thing he could find at that moment, as he now got a full view of what had been done to you. They hadn’t just given you a head injury. He could see similar gashes on your right upper arm, bruising around your neck, and several small burn marks on your thighs.

Gently he placed a hand on your shoulder, softly calling your name. He shook you a little bit, hoping to wake you up. It seemed to be working, as you opened your eyes and glanced around, not understanding what was going on or where you were.

“Y/N, can you hear me?” Nikolai caressed your cheek with the back of his hand. “I’m so sorry, kroshka,” he muttered under his breath, “what have they done to you?”

The sudden sensation of Nikolai’s hand on your face filled you with a sense of panic, memories of being beaten suddenly flooding back to you in the blink of an eye. “Get the fuck away from me!” you attempted to scream. You tried to lift your hand to slap him away from you, causing you to gasp in pain. “I have nothing to fucking tell you!” Your voice sounded weak and raspy, you were struggling to get the words out of your mouth.

“Shhh, kroshka, it’s just me, nobody is going to hurt you again, I promise,” Nikolai whispered, sounding uncharacteristically tender. “Look at me, Y/N, just look at me.”

Confused, you tried to focus on the face hovering in front of you. You knew you recognized it, but something inside you was telling you you were still in danger. “No, just… Please just go away, I don’t have anything to tell you.”

“It is me, Y/N, Nikolai. You’re safe now, I promise.” Nikolai spoke softly with a hint of desperation in his voice. “Nobody else is going to hurt you, okay? I am going to look at your injuries, and then I will take you home with me.” He briefly turned away from you to unchain your wrist from the metal pipe. The chain wasn’t too hard to get through with the bolt cutters he’d used to enter the compound, but the shackle seemed to pose a bigger problem so he decided to leave that for now.

As Nikolai broke the chain, he caught a glimpse of your hand. Upon closer inspection, he realized three of your fingernails were missing, filling him with a sense of rage. Whoever had done this to you would pay, he told himself. In more than one way, too.

But there was no time for that now. He had to take care of you and get you away from there as soon as possible because he had no idea if more guards were on their way.

Carefully, Nikolai proceeded to pick you up and carry you to a nearby stretcher, causing you to groan in pain. Every single part of your body seemed to be hurting. The cuts, the burns, your fingers, your muscles, your ribs, your head… Barely aware of your surroundings, you wondered if you were in mortal danger at that point, if any life-threatening injuries would kill you if you didn’t get any medical attention soon.

You also briefly wondered if you’d care. At this point, anything seemed better than the situation you were in right now; even death.

Maybe this was it, then. They’d come back to finish their job.

Lying on the stretcher, you could hear someone rummaging through drawers and closets, a sound that was making you feel even more anxious than you already were. Was it going to happen again? Would they pull out more of your fingernails? Extinguish more cigarettes on your thighs? Choke you again, only to release right before you’d pass out?

Your thoughts were interrupted by a cold sensation on the skin of your thighs. You could hear someone talking to you, but it sounded like it was coming from very far away.

“I am going to take care of some of your injuries, kroshka, and then we will leave.”

Kroshka. The accent. “Nikolai,” you muttered, finally realizing who was next to you. “Nikolai, can you… may I please…”

His face reappeared in front of you. “Ah, very good, you are regaining consciousness.” He placed a cool hand on your cheek. “What do you need?”

“Water,” you whispered. Your throat was sore and dry, and speaking hurt.

Nikolai grabbed a bottle of water and some painkillers from the bag he’d brought with him and carefully helped you sit up. He kept an arm around your back to hold you upright and popped open the plastic bottle.

You tried to reach for the bottle, but the pain between your ribs made it almost impossible to move. “Help,” you whimpered, “I can’t...”

Nikolai fed you some of the painkillers and placed the plastic bottle against your lips, tilting it slightly, allowing you to finally get a drink for the first time in what felt like years. After draining half of the bottle’s contents you turned your face away, indicating you’d had enough.

Nikolai lowered you back onto the stretcher and went back to his original plan of administering first aid and getting you out of there as soon as possible. Nobody else had shown up yet but the desire to get out of there was overwhelming, as he had no idea who else could still be in the building.

Quietly, he worked on getting you patched up. He tended to the burns between your thighs, causing you to whimper in pain. He tended to the gashes that had been left on your body, attempting to ignore the way you flinched every time he touched something that hurt. He disinfected your fingertips, flinching himself as he heard you choke back a sob.

He did all that while muttering sweet nothings to you in Russian, a language you didn’t understand, but had brought you comfort in the past.

He had no idea what to say to you in English. He didn’t know what they’d told you, what they’d asked you and what they’d done to you exactly. He didn’t know if you’d shared any information about him, and wasn’t too sure if he actually cared either. After this particular incident, he knew full well he’d end up having to move the two of you to a different place, maybe even a different country.

That was, of course, if you’d still want him after all the things that had happened over the past few days.

“Nik?” Your voice was starting to sound a little bit better. It was stronger and more confident than it had been ten minutes ago. “Nikolai, what the fuck is going on? Who are these people? Why do they hate you so much? What the fuck have you been doing?”

“Y/N...“ Nikolai sighed, he didn’t want to have this conversation right now. Preferably, not ever. “It’s complicated, I cannot answer all these questions now. You are hurting and we must leave, so we should talk later.”

“I was told you kill people and that you only care about yourself. You need to tell me -” you stopped talking for a moment, the pain in your head was too severe to even think.

Nikolai placed a cool hand on your forehead. “Save your breath kroshka, and just let me take care of you. We need to get out of here quickly!”

He didn’t like the questions. He’d told you bits and pieces of what he did for a living. Told you that he was essentially a criminal, though he hadn’t said it in those words. He’d told you as much as he felt comfortable telling you without worrying it would drive you away from him.

Yet now he found himself in a situation of which he knew he’d have to reveal more information about his line of work. He’d have to reveal more about his past and the crimes he’d committed.

It made him feel torn. Nikolai had no intention of giving up on his job and his lifestyle. He wanted to live a life of luxury, and while he could technically afford it already, it just never felt like he had enough.

He was Nikolai Zinoviev, a mercenary that would get the job done no matter the cost. He didn’t think he could be anyone else.

He didn’t think he’d want to be anyone else.

Nikolai’s train of thought was interrupted when he heard you hiss. “That fucking hurts,” you cried softly as he used a first spray on the burns on your thighs.

“I know Y/N, and I’m sorry but it must be done.” Nikolai continued quietly tending to your injuries, hoping you wouldn’t bring up those questions again. He needed some time to think about how to answer them, worrying that he would give you an answer that would cause you to leave him.

He knew full well he’d be able to find someone else, but having grown quite fond of you, he didn’t want things to end now. Especially not this way.

It was pathetic, Nikolai thought to himself. He’d spent so many decades alone, thinking he was immune to this emotional nonsense people referred to as 'love', and yet here he was, more concerned with your wellbeing than he was willing to admit.

While Nikolai tended to your injuries, you observed the way he worked. He reminded you of a medic right then. Just a man doing his job, as if he’d forgotten the fact that you’d been spending the past three years of your lives together. You briefly wondered if he even cared for you, watching him treat you like a patient instead of a lover.

You tried to suppress the urge to ask him but couldn’t help yourself. “Nik,” you started, groaning in pain as you reached out to place a hand on him, “do you even care?”

Nikolai didn’t even bother looking at you, he just continued bandaging up your arm. “Care? About what?”

“Me.”

He looked at you now. “Of course I do,” he growled, slightly raising his voice, “if I did not care about you, do you think I would be here?”

“I don’t know. Why are you here?” You were beyond exhausted but craved some answers, some sort of consolation. The knowledge that he wasn’t here just to find out what you’d told your captors about him.

“You went missing, I found out why. I came to bring you back home.” The answer was too simple, Nikolai realized that. He knew what you needed to hear, but he didn’t know how to say it. There was too much going on at that moment, and he wasn’t in the mood to try and put your mind at ease.

Feelings were complicated enough when he was spending time at home with you. However, he didn’t have the energy or time to deal with that sort of thing in a situation like this, so he opted to go find you something to wear instead.

“Nikolai, please,” you begged, trying to reach for him. You were starting to feel a little better because the painkillers were starting to kick in. “They asked me so many questions about you. About where we live, about the people you work with, about where you hide your money…” You were on the verge of crying by now. “I didn’t tell them anything if that’s what you’re worried about… But I need answers.”

“You will get them Y/N, but not now because we do not have time for this.” Nikolai returned with a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie. “Now let me help you put these on, and then we will leave.”

He proceeded to help you get dressed, carefully trying to avoid putting any pressure on your injuries. “I will be taking you to see a doctor, we must rule out any damage to your brain.”

“Yeah,” you sighed, feeling a bit exasperated. “But Nikolai, you need to tell me right now, have you actually killed people for financial gain?”

“Y/N…” Nikolai grunted, trying to remain patient, “this is not the time.”

Your heart was racing and you were starting to tremble as a sense of dread settled in the pit of your stomach. “If I don’t get a yes or a no, I won’t be coming home with you.”

Nikolai stared at you with a blank look on his face.

“Yes,” he finally stated without a hint of emotion. “I have gone over dead bodies to get the jobs done.” He paused for a second and looked away. “If you wish to leave me, I understand. But I do think you should let me take you to a doctor first, because I do not want to leave you behind in this state.”

He took a step back and kept staring at you with that blank look on his face, ignoring the mixture of emotions he was experiencing at that moment.

You despised him then. The least he could do was to try and put your mind at ease, but he instead opted to remain distant and cold. It was one of the most dreadful moments of your life, perhaps even worse than being tortured.

He finally spoke up. “Do you still wish to come home with me?”

“I did an hour ago, but now I am not too sure.” You sounded sharp there. Maybe sharper than you'd intended.

For a split second, you could see panic in his eyes.

“Why is that?” he asked, his tone of voice still monotonous, not revealing any emotions.

“Because I get the feeling you don’t give a damn. You’re here because you're worried I told those people things about you, not because you care.”

“I already said I care. I meant it,” Nikolai replied sternly.

“Fine,” you growled, raising your voice a bit. ”Then say it. Say the words you’ve never said before.”

“What words, kroshka? We really don’t have time for this; we must hurry!”

“Say the fucking words, and I will come home with you.”

Nikolai massaged his temples. He was starting to get a headache. He knew what you needed to hear, but saying it was so goddamn hard. He hadn’t used those words in decades. He glanced around the room for a couple of seconds, trying to figure out what to do. “It’s the love thing, isn’t it?”

“What the fuck else could it be?” You were starting to get angry. Had this man just led you on for the past couple of years? If he had, he was certainly a master of manipulation. “If you can say the words and actually mean them, I will come home with you. And then we’ll talk.”

“Fine,” Nikolai conceded, “I do love you kroshka, more than any human I have ever met before,” he hesitated for a second, “but I cannot promise you I will change my ways. I am a mercenary and do not think I'd ever want to become something else.”

He did mean what he said; you could hear it in his voice. It had sounded softer and more vulnerable than anything he ever said in the past. As for the not wanting to change his ways; you’d have to worry about that later. For now, this would have to do.

You nodded. “I don’t understand and will need some time to think, but... please just take me home now.” The adrenaline rush was wearing off, and you slumped back onto the stretcher, moaning in pain as you landed on your sore shoulder a bit too hard.

In a split second, Nikolai was by your side, cradling you in his arms. “So do you love me too, or what?”

“Yeah,” you sighed, trying to relax in his arms. “but I don’t always like you.”

“I understand,” Nikolai muttered softly as he proceeded to carry you through the building, straight to the exit.

While he gently helped you get into the car, he couldn’t stop thinking about how there could still be some people around.

After contemplating what to do for a minute, he opted to drive as far as he could tonight and stay at a hotel instead.

That was after having you checked out by a doctor, of course.

After he shut the door on your side of the car, he slowly made his way around to the other side, wondering how all of this would end. Would you leave him? Stay with him?

Would you demand he’d make some changes to his lifestyle?

Would he be willing to do such a thing, even though it was practically the only thing he was good at? The only thing he actually enjoyed doing?

Before getting into the car, he briefly leaned against it. He decided those questions would have to be answered later on. For now he’d have to get you away from that terrible place. He was going to make sure you would get the medical attention you deserved and then he would take you somewhere safe. He hoped you would allow him to take care of you after everything that had happened, but decided to keep his expectations low.

Nikolai found himself feeling uncomfortable with how uncertain the future suddenly seemed, but then again, hadn't it always been that way?

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Wow I really love this idea your so creative its amazing.

☠🧡❌ for Nikolai

Thanks for this one, sorry it took me a while to get to it. I underestimated how many of these I'd get! Prompt list can be found here.

❌ Are they scared of being in love?

➳ Scared... Nikolai wouldn't use that word. But he definitely doesn't want to fall in love. As a matter of fact, he made the conscious decision to never let that happen to him. He is constantly reminding himself that love is merely the result of some chemical reactions in the human brain, and that only fools and weaklings are affected by it.

➳ When it does accidentally happen to him, he'll go to great lengths to make that feeling go away by constantly keeping himself occupied with either his job or working out.

🧡 How do they confess that they like someone?

➳ If, for some reason, Nikolai actually does end up falling in love and makes the decision to act on his feelings, he will tell you straight away. He'll be very blunt about it and just tell you that the two of you will be spending more time together. It's not really question, it's more of a demand.

➳ If you like his 'demand', you'll end up in some sort of a (possibly complicated) relationship. If you don't like it and walk away, he'll curse you out, accept it and just move on.

☠️ How do they react when they find out their s/o is dead? Going by the assumption here his S/O was murdered.

➳ Revenge. Nikolai will set out for revenge. He will not rest until every single person that had something do with your death has died by his own hands and left to rot for the rest of eternity.

➳ He will grieve, but in his own way. He will lose himself in a constant state of anger for a long time to come, until eventually he finally allows himself to feel like absolute garbage for a while. Will he cry? Unlikely. He hasn't cried in so long, he doesn't think he still can. But he will grieve. It'll just be very complicated.

➳ Eventually he will try to move on by swamping himself in work, working out up until the point he can't move anymore, and drink copious amounts of vodka.

➳ He will never let somebody get that close to him again.

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Hiiiii. I was wondering if it was ok for me to ask what if Nikolai had an innocent S/O that was loyal to him by default, loving him to no end? But when they're life is in danger and Nikolai had to make a decision to either save his S/O or the sample to complete his mission that would be lost forever. Which would he choose? This will probably take long for you to get to and thats ok because at the end of the day you make the wait worth it. Love your headcanons💖😭.

I like the request a lot, thank you for this. I am sorry I'm slow with these, writer's block is getting in the way a bit. This one is a bit difficult and I really hope you'll like what I have to write here, as I will attempt to keep Nikolai in character as much as I can.

When Nikolai is forced to choose between completing his mission and saving his S/O (you).

First half are headcanons, second half is written as a fanfic! Warning; Tiny bit of violence. Around 900 - 1000 words.

♥ Ever since Nikolai had become your significant other, a large portion of his life had started to revolve around making sure nobody who knew about the bad things he'd ever done - and still did - would ever find out about you.

♥ He had always kept your safe from any sort of harm by keeping both your existence and your whereabouts a secret from those who were also in his line of work.

♥ Sadly, one day he dropped the ball. Out of all people, Hunk had found out about you, and as soon as Nikolai had left the house to go on yet another mission, Hunk had broken into your house, overpowered you, gagged you and dragged you with him. He'd driven you somewhere very far away, and dumped you inside of a cage. "It's for leverage, if I get what I want, you'll live," he'd said before walking away, leaving you behind in the dark.

♥ Nikolai had been making his way around the building, attempting to get his hands on a specific sample Wesker had demanded he'd retrieve. It hadn't taken him a lot of time to get his hands on it, but just to be safe, he'd decided to check the rest of the building to see if anyone else was out there looking for the same thing. If there were, his orders were to take them out.

♥ Instead of stumbling upon another intruder, he'd stumbled upon you. Not hesitating, he'd dropped his gun on the ground and knelt down in front of the cage you'd been spending the past several hours in. Attempting to comfort you in his own way, he'd been repeating the phrase "it'll be okay soon, dorogaya, I promise," all the while attempting to ignore your questions. He figured he'd give you some answers later.

♥ While Nikolai might've been a highly trained professional; his rival, Hunk, was just as good as he was, if not better. So when Hunk snuck into the dark room the two of you were still in, Nikolai hadn't even noticed him until he saw Hunk standing behind you, pressing the cold nuzzle of his pistol against the back of your neck.

... fanfiction time!

Nikolai was stunned to see his rival appear right behind his woman, and rage started build inside of him. He reached for his gun, but his attempt was interrupted by Hunk's voice.

"Don't even try, Zinoviev. One wrong move and this woman you've got right here? You're be planning her funeral."

"What?" Nikolai was seething. "It was you? You brought her here? That's pathetic, comrade, I know what you're after, but I didn't think you'd..." he spat on the ground, "I didn't think you'd have to stoop to this level. And here I thought pretty highly of you, what a fool I am!"

"You know as well as I do that the mission takes priority over everything else and that we'll both do whatever it takes to accomplish our missions." Hunk chuckled. "Oh, and I'm the pathetic one? You're the one that ended up falling in love. Weak. You've grown weak, Zinoviev. Now hand me the sample."

"No chance." Nikolai could feel the container burning in his pocket. Wesker always paid him well, he thought to himself. He never wanted for anything anymore. He could buy whatever he needed and buy you whatever you could possibly want. Handing over the sample would definitely mean he'd have a lot less spending money. On the other hand...

His train of thought was interrupted by the sound of your voice. "Nikolai?" You pleaded with a weak voice. "What is going on?"

He had no time to answer as Hunk did it for him. "Nikolai has to make a choice. Either he hands me that little container he has in his pocket, or I will snap your neck."

A tear rolled down your cheek. "Nik, what is going on? What is in that container? Are you really going to let him kill me? I don't..."

Your sentence was cut short as Hunk hit you in the back of your head with his pistol. "Shut up, we don't have time for your emotions here." He looked Nikolai straight in the eyes. "I'm giving you five seconds. If you give me the sample, I will give you your woman back. If you don't give me the sample, you won't have a woman anymore."

Slowly, Hunk started counting to five. Nikolai's heart was racing, his thoughts all over the place. What if he gave up the sample? Would Wesker come for the both of you? What if he didn't give up the sample? He could live without you, right? He'd lived by himself for so long, he'd get used to it again. He'd always thought he was better off alone, anyway. And there were plenty of women on this planet, so he could just get another one, perhaps one that didn't...

"Four." Hunk kept counting, his voice as calm and collected as it always was.

Without hesitating any longer, Nikolai grabbed a hold of the sample and threw it at his rival. For the first time in far over a decade, he found himself shaking, though he wasn't sure why he was. Was he angry? Was he sad? Was he, god forbid, actually afraid to lose you?

As soon as the sample hit the ground, Hunk pushed you towards Nikolai, who caught you right as you were about to trip over a wooden beam lying on the floor. Quickly, he positioned himself between you and Hunk, staring his rival dead in the eyes. "Happy, comrade?"

Hunk laughed, but it didn't sound sincere. "What has gotten into you?" He asked, slipping the sample container into one of his pockets.

"You know how it is, you can't put a price on life."

Briefly shaking his head, Hunk started to walk away. "You cannot put a price on life, Zinoviev, but I still can."

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There you go, anon. I hope you enjoyed this, even though it wasn't entirely a headcanons post. I couldn't resist writing the last bit as more a fanfic, I was having a lot of fun. <3