#nikolai mw19

[mehh141]

Posting this WIP here bc the finished drawing isnt censored yet 🫣

[roosterr]

Do you have any specific headcanons for Nik?❤️

i'm so glad you asked anon, of COURSE I DO!!! >:) here is a random collection of headcanons for our beloved pilot, i hope you enjoy <3

let's start with the obvious; this man is a humongous flirt, and he is BOLD, if he likes you, you will know about it. he wants to see you a flustered mess because of him, he will take literally ANY opportunity to call you beautiful/handsome etc. just to revel in the way it effects you. and if you flirt right back? perfect, the two of you could go back and forth for HOURS (if yk what i mean ;))

leading on from this, i think he's a very open person, he will say what he's thinking and feeling with no reservations. he doesn't embarrass easily, so some of the things he'll say to you may have others groaning and telling the two of you to get a room, but he'll just wrap an arm around you and grin, "no complaints from you though, right милая?"

when the two of you are alone, he's the softest man on planet earth. i hope you like cuddling, because he LOVES it, when you're relaxing he'll rest your head on his shoulder or his chest, his arm securely around your shoulders. you cannot escape once he has you in his grasp.

on the topic of love languages, i picture him being an acts of service and physical touch kind of guy. he loves doing things for you, from getting you a glass of water when you ask to carrying around extra ammo for you, he will do it all. and as previously mentioned, he adores having any kind of physical contact with you, even if it's something as small as hooking your pinkies together. truly the perfect man.

he's very protective of the people he loves, the same way he loves his country and would do anything to protect it. he will put himself between you and any danger, make you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, walk you home or to your car when it gets dark out, the whole nine yards

this man can and will throw hands for you. look, it's no secret that his moral code is less than pristine, he kidnapped a mans wife and son for gods sake, he's more than willing to fight for you.

he's a captain - it's technically a hc since his wiki doesn't say his rank anywhere, but since he's around the same age as price (technically another hc), and he's the leader of chimera, i'm taking the liberty of assuming.

ass man. no i will not elaborate.

i know in my heart that this man does NOT take good care of his hair. he uses 73 in 1 shampoo and somehow still has the most luscious hair of all time. it doesn't make any sense and i am mad about it.

he has an absurdly good memory. you mentioned a food you really like once in an offhand comment 7 months ago? he buys it for you every time he passes a place that sells it. you mention a family birthday party you recently attended, he looks you in the eyes and goes "your mothers cousins sons kid? how old are they now, 9?"

in the same vein, literally human gps, like this mans has never and will never be lost in his entire life. you could drop him in the middle of the wilderness and he'd find his way back in time for dinner

at the risk of being slightly contradictory, i think that when he's off duty or on leave just living life as a civilian, he's actually a pretty introverted guy. something about being in his element, doing what he knows best in the heat of battle just brings out a different side of him; and of course he's a captain, so when he's at work he gives people orders and becomes the perfect leader. but when he's at home he's quieter and keeps more to himself - no matter where you are though, in the middle of an active warzone or just chilling in your home, he always showers you with as much love as he can.

[homicidal-slvt]

EVEN more COD as things I've said out of context

[preciouslittlecreature]

Oh my god, I just remembered a convo me and my siblings had a while ago about Nik maybe having curls. The textures are kinda weird, so perhaps Im reading into it, but it looks like his hair curls inward against his neck. I tried to adjust the photo so it's easier to see, but I don't know how well I did, haha. Anyone have any input?

Unfortunately, this pic from a youtube thumbnail (jasonsvideogamesource) is the best reference I've got currently. Sorry abt that!

[codmw2019-2022]

COD MW 2019 - Bios

Screenshots of the Operator Bios from Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2019 of TF141 plus Alex, Farah and Nikolai.

[daordinarylinchen]

....and a commission😚😚it was my first time drawing nikolai and price не судите строго

[hedgehogsaretheultimatelifeform]

Kinktober 2023 Day Nine

Overstimulation

John Price (x Nikolai)

Nik had been gone too long, like always. Maybe he had finally realised that this was an issue, and that was why John was clutching a package from him in his hands. As he stared down into the box, Price thanked fucking christ that he had taken it back to his room before opening it. He didn’t want to think about what Laswell or Alex would say if he’d inadvertently opened a box of dildos in front of them. He’d never be able to forget it, especially if that got back around to Nik, who’d probably suggest inviting them to watch or something (and that didn’t sound that bad, now he thought about it…)

Price tipped the box out onto his bed and tossed the fucking pink tissue paper aside, as he stared down at the pair of toys Nik had sent him. A new dildo, bigger than anything else Nik had got him since he’d introduced John to the things a few months ago, and what he realised wasn’t a second dildo, but a wand. Price frowned. He’d done a little (a lot, maybe too much) research on toys himself, and he’d only read about wands in reference to female anatomy, which he was… lacking in. 

Clearly Nik hadn’t gone too mad, as he’d included a hand written card with fucking instructions on how John should use it on himself. John flushed as he turned the card around between his fingers. Nik didn’t think he was that useless, did he? 

Maybe, he should prove that he wasn’t. He should use Nik’s present, and make him a little thank you for it. 

He had to wait for the stupid things to charge first, so he ended up lying across his bed, lazily stretching his ass open with one of his other dildos, wanting to be sure that he could actually fit the new one inside him. The issue was, it was thick. John could take long ones easily, but one that thick would do him in, even before he made it vibrate, which it could do, according to the scroll wheel he’d found on the bottom when he’d been looking for the charging port. 

Fuck, what was Nik trying to do to him? Besides the obvious, make him cum his brains out; but a dildo that would surely make him cum on its own, vibration not withstanding, and on top of that, a wand?

Fucking hell, he was in for a treat.

He rolled over to grab his phone. He hadn’t even thought about how he was going to film it yet. What was the best view for Nik to have… or, the best view for him to give? Nik was trying to torture him with the potential of these toys, so why shouldn’t John return the favour?

He could film just his back, as he fucked himself on the dildo, giving a show certainly, but not focusing on the thing that Nik was clearly interested in: the wand, to be used as directed. 

It was an easy set up to put together. He propped his phone up on his desk chair, preparing a space at the end of the bed for himself, starting the video with just the dildo sitting on the bed, secure thanks to its solid base, lubed up and ready for him. John kept his back to the camera as entered into frame to climb onto the bed, leaning forward as he knelt around the waiting dildo, triple checking that the things he would need were in front of him.

Show time. 

John sighed, settling himself on his knees, reaching back to pull his ass open, showing his spread hole to the camera, before sitting up and letting the blunt head of the dildo hit his asshole. He exhaled with a hiss at the pressure. He’d prepared himself, lubed up the dildo beyond reason, (fuck knows how he was going to explain needing new bed sheets again), and this was still going to be a stretch. 

John swallowed, grounded himself by gripping his thighs, and pushed his hips down. 

It stung at first, making him choke, screwing his eyes shut as he pulled up and whimpered when he felt empty. He needed it back already, and committed himself to pushing himself all the way down onto it. 

The deeper the toy went, the easier it seemed to be. He groaned, reaching behind him to feel the base of the dildo, shaking when he realised that he’d gotten the entire thing inside of him. He paused for a moment to relish in his success, before finding the scroll wheel, and turning it up as far as he could. 

John screamed, his hand flying up to his mouth, shaking as the dildo, already pressed right against his prostate, went from complete stillness to intense vibration. Precum was leaking down his cock when he was finally able to pull his head down, locking his hands around his thighs as he rocked his hips back, whimpering with each tiny movement, struggling to keep his eyes open as he reached for the wand. 

He gasped when he clicked it on. It was on the lowest setting, and it was this loud? He picked up the instruction card, and showily tossed it aside. He’d studied it earlier, and knew the motions Nik had suggested for him by heart. He was going to keep this bit for himself, though. First, to check Nik knew what he was on about, and second, to tease Nik with the idea of a further show, save something for later, or some such. He made it look like he was stretching, hard with how tight his gut and balls felt, just to show what he was holding in his hand, before bringing the wand down to touch just under the head of his cock. 

He saw white as he came, almost losing feeling in his fingers as he shot cum into his blankets (fuck), but he refused to remove the wand from his dick. He sat up straighter, pushing as far down on the dildo as was possible, and clicked up a level on the wand. It was so damn loud, the recording would have to pick it up. 

John let his head fall back, Nik’s name freely falling from his lips as he pushed the wand in a wobbly line down his cock, past his balls to press at the skin just outside of where the dildo was sunk into his ass. 

Fuck, he was still cumming, semen dribbling down the sides of his cock as he writhed, tears running out of his eyes as he turned his body so the camera could see his face. He held it there as long as he could, before he turned the wand off, dropped it and rolled onto his side, shifting around to pull the dildo out of his ass with shaking hands, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of the blanket under his skin. 

All he could do was breathe.

For minutes, all he could do was lie there and breathe, coming back to himself, until he felt strong enough to drag himself up, going to the bathroom to gulp down some water, and take a few photos of his ruined face. 

He checked through the recording quickly, cut out the minutes of him lying in bed at the end, and sent it off to Nik. He knew he wouldn’t receive a reply anytime soon, so he got cleaned up and took up Ghost’s offer to go out for a drink with the rest of the team. 

Nik replied when it was his round, and John was waiting alone at the bar. 

John. 

You know doing overstimulation alone is dangerous. 

John sucked a breath in through his teeth. What was I supposed to do? Not thank you?

You could show me what I had told you to do.

The instructions weren’t that clear.

Johnathan.

Nikolai.

You prepare your ass for when I get back, because I’ll make that seem like nothing.

I’ll look forward to it :)

[cerosin-bis]

Do you think nikolai had ever been asked to reign in some of his crew and does he listen?

Oh yeah absolutely, especially hanging around Laswell. She's also sort of lenient, but she's lenient a corporate way, if I make any sense. While Nikolai... Not so much. I don't think he listens seriously, but that is mostly because he's smart, knows it'll be a waste of time; he knows his team and knows it will be to no avail 😭 He is fully aware that Farah is a free spirit as well as Iskra, that Yegor cannot stop working behind his back, and that Krueger (vague gesture). Syd is maybe the only one he's 90% sure will tag along him no matter what, because she has no "outside factors" and they have a very similar personality.

[ithinkthiswasabadidea]

a rough lil Nikprice sketch 💕

based off of images of their actors when they were a little younger, from this tweet:

bc I could not get it out of my head for the life of me 🥺

[gonnanibbleonyou]

some stupid little CoD doodles i do in my spare time!

[jgvfhl]

hey @cod-dump @brainrot-palace @mysticalgalaxysalad @beskarmermaid so i turned your military propaganda antagonist into a Barbie doll and gave him a cute outfit. yeah no it's completely not based on canon material or anything but he's got a bolo tie now. sorry you found out like this, but it will happen again, it already has actually, if you'll look below...

yeah hi sorry i turned your emotional support side character into a Barbie doll and he looks amazing etc etc it will happen again--

yeah i also turned your military propaganda protagonist into a Barbie doll--SIKE!!!!!!!! I TURNED THEM ALL INTO HIGHLY TRAINED MILITARY POWERPUFF GIRLS AHAHAHAHAHAHA TRICKED YOU!!!! also they're gay

[mehh141]

NikPrice sketch 💕

[roosterr]

guardian angel ✹ ch 3

note: this chapter gave me so many problems :') i have a love hate relationship with it. but anyway i hope yall enjoy :D

pairing: nikolai x gn!reader

word count: 2.2k

your callsign is 'kilo 0-9', no use of y/n, no description of reader

summary: you're gone and the gang is scrambling to get you back. nikolai has someone to sink his teeth into, and he's prepared to get his hands dirty if it means getting you back

warnings: nik's pov, canon-typical violence, a bit of light torture, english speakers attempt at russian, nik being a bit of a dick

ao3

[two] || [four]

nikolai must be losing his mind.

"you lost the sergeant?"

he has to be, he refused to believe that you were actually gone. alex's words were still ringing in his ears, the stabbing pain in his heart when he heard through the radio fresh in his memory.

you promised you'd come back to him.

he curses – the higher powers, alex, even himself for letting this happen. he drags an incredibly stressed hand through his hair, thoughts running a mile a minute thinking about where you could be, what could be happening to you. it's been a long time, longer than he can remember, since he's had someone to care about; the two of you may not have known each other for that long, but being faced with the prospect of you not coming back, he feels a genuine twinge of fear in his chest.

"i tried to follow, but the gps signal went cold and i couldn't pick it back up," alex explains with his head in his hands from where he sits at the table. "i should've intervened, i should've done something."

"it's a little late for that, no?" nikolai seethes, shooting daggers into the back of alex's head from behind his sunglasses.

"i know," he's clearly wracked by the guilt, but nik can't find the means to care, the miserable tone of alex's voice only serving to aggravate him further, "i fucked up, i'm sorry."

nikolai tuts, stepping closer to where he sits. "why are you apologising to me? 0-9 is the one missing, not me." his voice drips with venom as he drops a hand onto alex's shoulder, roughly twisting him so they can glare at each other head on.

"enough!" farah’s voice breaks them apart, as she enters the room and comes to stand across the table from them, "arguing will not fix this. we don't have time to fight amongst ourselves." she fixes them both with a stony expression, but her uneasiness bleeds through the cracks.

"i'm sorry, farah." alex sighs, and despite not being able to see his face anymore, nik can tell he’s giving her a look comparable to a kicked puppy.

she shakes her head. "i had hoped 0-9 would have more sense than this," she says. her words ignite a new wave of red hot anger within nik, and he’s about to lay into her until she continues, "but that being said, i don't believe they would put themselves at risk like this for no reason."

nik pauses, his expression relaxing. "you think something else is going on?"

"i do." farah nods, crossing her arms over her chest with a serious look on her face.

"so, what's our move, commander?" alex stands up from his seat, making his way around the table to stand next to her.

"malika has the man you captured – the original buyer – in the interrogation room." she says, looking between the two of them, "we may be able to get something out of him."

"i can make him talk." nik growls, already stalking towards the door. as far as he's concerned, it's not a matter of if they can get him to talk, but when.

farah grabs his arm as he brushes past her, "nikolai–"

"i will not take no for an answer this time, commander." his had a dangerous tone, and his face a dark expression under his aviators when he looks at her.

he and the commander hold their stares for a tense moment, neither willing to back down. farah sighs, "...very well. but please, try not to kill him."

"of course." he replies, though it's not entirely true, he has no intention of killing him until he's sure they've gotten everything they can out of him.

"nikolai," farah holds him still as he moves to walk away, as if sensing unease. "we will find them." she tells him, a determined sound to her voice. nikolai huffs, a small lopsided smile pulling at his lips.

"i will not rest until we do."

✹✹✹

the heavy lock clicks as malika turns the key, pushing the door open and watching nik from the corner of her eye as he passes her. the room is bare apart from a table, covered by a cloth, and a single chair in the centre, where their prisoner sits with his hands and feet tied securely to the wooden frame. his head hangs, and nik can clearly see his body shaking with a pathetic kind of fear.

at the clunk of the door shutting and locking again, the prisoner raises his head, his expression hardening as he looks up at nikolai – an attempt to seem tougher than he is, which is, honestly, easier to read than a wide open book. for a moment or two, he simply leans back against the wall with his arms crossed, fixing the prisoner with a glare so cold it could freeze him.

"your name?" nik finally breaks the silence, causing the prisoner to startle with they way his voice cuts through the air. he flinches slightly and tries to disguise it by shifting in his seat, the wooden chair creaking under his weight.

"i– i'm not telling you anything." he stutters, the quake in his shoulders still very much apparent.

nik hums with a disarming thoughtfulness. he was scared, that much was obvious – no matter how desperately he tried to hide it – so perhaps it would be easier to break him than he'd thought.

"it's not you i'm interested in, you're simply collateral damage." he says, pushing off the wall and stepping closer to the chair. he leans back as nik approaches, as far as his restraints would allow.

the prisoner pauses to think, seemingly having some sort of internal battle before responding. "...sergei."

"sergei," nik gives him a smile that doesn't come close to meeting his eyes, "tell me about the man you were meeting with."

"you– you're going to kill me, right?" sergei looks up at him, his expression more apprehensive than before. nik still has the false, almost mocking, smile on his face as he stares back down at his prisoner.

"if you tell me what i want to know, i will reward you with letting you keep your life."

"...you'll just kill me anyway." sergei mutters, avoiding nik's intense gaze.

"die now, or die later." nik leans down, unfolding his arms and leaning one on the armrest of the chair, invading sergei's personal space to make him squirm. "your choice."

"e– even if you let me go, there's no way baranov will let me live after–" sergei freezes, clamping his jaw shut with a distressed look on his face, and nik smiles. though tempting, he resists the urge to laugh at the obvious panic emanating from him.

"ah, now we're getting somewhere, sergei." he says, leaning back again with an amused expression. "so tell me, this baranov, where would he be now?"

sergei sputters for a moment, "i'm not– i– i won't talk." he finally hisses, the mirth in his voice no match for the desperation in his eyes.

"дружище, you already have. you think this will help you? would your comrades protect you the same way?" nik leans in closer again, a sneer on his lips, "ребёнок, i apologise."

"…what?"

"i apologise," nik repeats, the faux sympathy absent from his voice and replaced by a seething venom. "i let you think you have a choice."

without warning, he pulls back his arm and delivers a fierce and satisfying slap to sergei's face. his head whips to the side, drawing a pained grunt from him as he reels from the blow.

"fu–uck you." he spits, rolling his neck grimacing at the feeling of blood falling down his face from the fresh cut on his cheek. "you'll never find them or your soldier."

"is that so?" nik scoffs, dry and clipped as his patience wears thin. he stands back up straight, looking down his nose at sergei with a disdainful glare. "then it's also true that your little friends will never find you – though i doubt they would even look."

"...fuck you."

"they allowed you to be captured so easily – it's like i said earlier, you are simply collateral damage."

"shut the hell up!" sergei yells, lurching forward in his restraints and baring his teeth, "your moron fucking foreigner is probably missing their head by now! i bet they died wondering why you didn't save them."

the mention of you has nik seeing red, his blood practically boiling under his skin as he watches sergei insult you. it was a rookie mistake to let him get under his skin like this, but he would be damned before he let someone disrespect your name – especially in front of him.

nik lifts his boot to sergei's chest, effectively shutting him up for the moment, and with all the anger building inside him he shoves his body backwards, toppling the chair over and sergei along with it. his head makes a sickening thud when he hits the stone floor, the choked whine that leaves his throat the only indicator that he was still conscious.

nikolai smiles again, a little more genuinely this time, and steps around to stand at his side. he crouches, watching the dazed look in sergei's eyes melt into fear, and plants his boot firmly on his sternum.

"i will give you one. last. chance." nik growls, leaning more and more pressure onto his chest with every word, "tell me where my sergeant is, or i will make you beg for death."

"g– go f–uck yourself…" sergei coughs out, pulling his lips into a faint, defiant smirk.

"then we'll do this the hard way." nik sneers.

he stands, making sure to put the most weight on the foot pinning sergei, and makes his way over to the table in the corner. lifting the cloth covering it, he glances at the various tools and weapons laying in front of him. he considers all the ways he could make his prisoner bleed, slowly claw the answers he needs out of him and make him pay for how he spoke about you.

after some deliberation, nik settles on a rusty pair of long-nose pliers, replacing the cloth over the table as he turns back around to where sergei still lays helpless on the floor.

a moment passes, serving to make him even more uneasy in the silence, before nik stalks back to the middle of the room. he leans over the chair, his furious gaze piercing through sergei, and pulls it up by the armrests.

sergei's head drops forward, and he lets out another pained groan, but nik ignores his discomfort and roughly yanks his head up with a hand on his jaw. he squeezes tightly, and as sergei opens his mouth to whine again, he clamps the pliers firmly around one of his teeth.

sergei's eyes fly open at the sensation, feebly trying to shake his head in nikolai's grip. "wai– no, no no– i'll talk, i'll talk!" he sputters around the pliers, struggling in his restraints as he attempts to lean away from nik.

"then speak." he gives the pliers a sharp tug, stopping sergei's writhing and drawing another pathetic whimper from him.

"the– the meeting– it was a setup," he begins. nik lets go of his tooth and moves his hand to his throat, pulling back slightly and gesturing for him to continue. "they screwed us over – a while ago, back in russia – so baranov set the meeting up as a trap…"

a cold sense of dread settles over nik; the same feeling that had pierced his heart when alex first broke the news of your disappearance. there had been a spark of hope when farah had allowed him to question sergei, but that had been quickly snuffed out by what he'd pried out of sergei.

the hand around his neck subconsciously tightens as he processes sergei's confession. not only had they known who you were from the very beginning, but the intel you'd gathered and going undercover to catch them out – it had all been a part of their plan.

sergei lets out a choked cough, "i– i just work for him– i was just following orders, i swear!" he gasps, desperately trying to draw in a breath through nikolai's iron grip.

with a sharp click of his tongue, he releases sergei's throat, wiping his bloody hand on his shirt and giving his head a shove for good measure as he turns away. sergei's pleas and begging are white noise to nik as he throws the pliers on the table and knocks on the door for malika to let him out.

he'd have time to take his anger out later; for now though, his focus is solely on finding you and, most importantly, bringing you safely home to him.

[igimacigy]

The good ending

yea

Roach be takin the pic

Anyway have a great day ya'll

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

⚔️ MWII (2022) Character Ages (as of 2022) ⚔️

I was on a character age brainrot back in January and now It's back because of @angelsarewatching so I'm gonna go ahead and post this on Tumblr. Tell me what you think tho and discussions are open!

🐑 Gen. Shepherd - Around late 50s, Pushing 64. I searched it up and apparently, the mandatory retirement age for all general officers is 62, in some cases 64. But if he got into the recommendation list after Brigadier General (O-7), it's allowed to be more than 62. He's a Lt. Gen, so that's O-9. Also, Glenn Morshower (Shepherd's actor) is 64 so let's go with that.

🧠 Laswell - 47-ish. At MOST 55. (Rya Khilstedt is 52. AMAZING BEAUTIFUL SHOW -STOPPING)

🚁 Nikolai - 45 as well. I would go with 48 though.

🪦 Graves - 40. He gives Texan cowboy energy. I just know he's an old dude and is actually older than the rest of the gang.

🛖 Alejandro and 🦂 Valeria - 37. Maybe 38. I don't know at what age someone could make the rank Colonel 'cause that's quite high up the ladder. (They might as well be older than Price. Shit, they might be 40.)

🚬 Price - 37 (Canon) c. 1985.

🐎Rudy - 36. He's been close with Alejandro for 20 years now. Assuming they're bestest of friends and knew each other even before military, Rudy would be around 36/37 as well.

💀 Ghost - 35 or lower. As far as I know, lieutenants are usually young, unless he enlists first before a few years later he went to the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst (RMAS). OR. His preference and efficiency of working alone are far better for use on the battlefield. The higher you are in the ranks, the more soldiers you are responsible for. So the higher-ups might purposefully don't promote him (and he prefers and agrees to it as well) so that he can continue working alone rather than leading a squad. He surely can lead a team, but he's better at doing shit alone. Crazy theory but hey, it's fiction.

🦿Alex - 35 (Alex was a Delta Force until 2013. Assuming he's around 26 when he finally goes to the CIA, that means he's around 32yo in 2019 and 35yo in 2022)'

🔭 Hadir - 33/34 (Canon) 1989/1990. I’m choosing 34 tho since in the ‘Hometown’ mission he was almost a teenager.

☀️ Farah - 30 (Canon) January 12th 1990.

🧢 Gaz - 26 (Canon). The bio says he enlisted in the British Army in 2014. Assuming Gaz finished high school first, he must’ve enlisted when he was 18yo. That means he was 23yo in MW19 and 26yo in MW22. 

🧼 Soap - 26 (Canon). He’s canonically the youngest one in Task Force 141. The bio mentioned that his cousin is in SAS and he often time visits the base. Setting aside the fact that the cousin brought a fucking kid to a top-secret base, lil’ Johnny must’ve been like “I DON’T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL I WANT TO BE AN SAS SOLDIER” and he canonically LIED about his age. Apparently, he went in when he was 16 but got caught several times, until finally when he was 18 he got in. 

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That's it folks! Tell me what you think (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

[codmw2019-2022]

COD MW 2019 - Missions

Almost every mission in Call Of Duty Modern Warfare (2019), minus High Way of Death and Hometown. Since Hometown just has the 20 year flashback, and High Way of Death doesn't have the mission info like the others.

AN: Hope this is helpful for Fanfic writers who want to know the dates and times of these missions. At a later point I'll write down both Modern Warfare 2019 and 2022 as one big mission timeline.