#nikto cod

[shoukiko]

Simon "Ghost" Riley is not a rapist.

Simon "Ghost" Riley would not "punish" you so badly you have a miscarriage.

Simon "Ghost" Riley would not tie you up, call you a whore, and tell you to "take it or else"

Simon "Ghost" Riley would not insult your body so bad he gives you an ED.

Sebastian Kreuger would not Kidnap and abuse you.

Phillip Graves would not verbally attack you.

Phillip Graves is not racist or homophobic??

Nikto would not hit you for seeing his face on accident.

König would not throw you against a wall and call you a whore for coming near him, the dude has social anxiety..

idc what anyone says, if you enjoy any of these please get off the internet and figure out a different way to cope, this isn't even proshipper level, this is just wrong.

How are you going to headcanon a victim of SA as a rapist? How are you going to headcanon a victim of a lifetime of abuse as an abuser?

Headcanoning a southern american man as racist and homophobic just feels so icky!

Seriously guys please if you have issues, there are other ways!!!

I'm tired of blocking so many lovely accounts because of the amount of dub-con/noncon/straight up Sexual Assault that's in their reblogs or in the accounts they support and advertise.

There is a difference between tough and straight up fucking insane??? Maybe read the characters backstories and actually take their past into consideration because you guys kinda look dumb for making these characters so OOC. Please get help and keep your gross fics to yourself.

[namikaaah]

NIKTO

I was so tired while I was painting this. I hope it was worth it...😪

[frogchiro]

Once you have a kid Nikto puts in a "cheese tax" but it is instead a "milk tax" that whenever you feed your baby you have to let him suck as well and have some milk

You'd genuinely have to push your husband's head away while you craddle your baby as he continues to feed from you, totally unaware of his greedy father's antics and what he puts his momma through :(

The thing is that even since you found out you're pregnant with Nikto, he became obsessed with you even more than usual. He would be barking like a guard dog if someone came too close for his liking to you, and when you started lactating? Man lost his mind :((

He'd be almost constantly at your tit, sucking down the milk and even sneaking a gentle bite to tease you and make you gasp and whine since you're so so sensitive but Nikto just smirks nastily and continues his antics.

You often teased him that this stops when your little one is born because based on the father of your baby it's gonna be a big one and will need all the nutricious milk it can get to be big and healthy. Nikto always laughed off your threats, waving his hand and saying 'Yeah, yeah, I'll worry when that lil shit arrives' and...well.

Now your husband feels like he needs to compete with the three week old boy for your attention and your milk, but he's not very surprised. After all you little boy is his son, his carbon copy, so it's basically in his genes to be greedy! You always chuckle and shake your head at your man and look down to your baby as you continue breastfeeding him as his big blue eyes open and shine up at his mom before letting go and letting out a happy coo <33

[alkern]

[yawnderu]

Sex Pollen — Nikto x Reader

CW: rough sex, humiliation, dirty talk, mild mind break.

"Жoпа... what did you do to us?" He whispers into your ear, voice rumbling as his strong arms hold you in place, hard cock rubbing against your ass from behind. Your own body responded to him before your hazy brain could even register his words, hips moving just enough to meet his lazy thrusts halfway.

"I'm sorry, Nikto... we didn't know." Yet it was still stupid. Your brain goes back to what caused this hot mess— going on a mission to an abandoned lab to gather intel, and Horangi being stupid enough to start picking up random vials and throwing them against the wall. You followed suit, ignoring the stern look Nikto shot your way when he entered the room you were at.

"You didn't know." He mocks with fake pity, voice growing even deeper, the sound rumbling from his chest to his throat. His mask presses against your neck as he begins to pull down your pants and underwear just enough to reveal your sweet cunt. A sharp hiss coming out of his lips before his hand fumbles to pull up the zipper of his flight suit and pull out his hard cock, sliding it between your thighs.

"Сука." He whispers right into your ear, cock sliding right along your slick folds. Nikto was a man of discipline, someone who was always able to resist any urges or temptation, yet here he was, grinding on you like a dog in heat, and you're letting him. You both know exactly what the drug you released from the vial was— the painful boner Horangi was trying (and failing) to hide on the helo ride back to base confirmed your suspicions.

"You are not sorry enough." His gloved hand grabs onto the back of your neck, manhandling you until your upper body is resting on the cold surface of your old desk, nipples hardening at the feeling of the cold metal hitting them directly.

"Fuck—" It's almost painful, the growing heat between your legs, your pulse quickening each passing second that you're not feeling his cock all over your pathetically wet cunt, yet that's short lived.

"What? Can't handle the consequences of your own actions, slut?" He softly kicks your legs apart, getting a better view at your cunt, glistening in the dim light of your quarters, the drug making your body respond before your brain. The tip of his dick sinks into you painfully slow, a small groan coming out of his throat at the new sensation on his already sensitive tip.

"Filthy little whore." He makes sure he's lined up well before thrusting into you with force, thick cock burying itself all the way deep within your wet, needy cunt. His hold on your hip is almost bruising as he starts fucking into you, not even giving you the time to adjust to his length, yet you don't need the time anyway. The sounds of your squelching pussy would be embarrassing if you could even think clearly, but it's almost as if he's taking away your thoughts with every single deep thrust.

"Nikto—" You manage to moan out, back arching on your desk as one of your hands comes up to your chest, rubbing and pulling on one of your nipples while your cunt gets used by the Russian man. His thrusts hold no love or care— simply a primal need to cum. His strong body leans over yours, hard gear pressing into your back, yet any sort of pain is quickly replaced by the heat pooling up in your stomach.

"You're just a fucktoy—" He grunts out, deep groans coming out of his lips as he pounds into you, heavy balls slapping against your clit every single time he buries himself to the hilt.

"A piece of meat for us to use." The hard plate of his mask digs into your back as he leans his forehead over it, breath hitching at the feeling of how good your wet cunt feels, how sensitive his cock is inside you. He keeps fucking into you hard and deep, each thrust sending you both closer to the edge, his free hand joining yours on your chest. He squeezes hard, dragging a whiny moan out of you before his gloved hand begins to rub and pull on your nipple harshly.

"Need— need more." You plead, ignoring the pathetic high pitch of your voice, losing any sort of shame. You can't afford shame when your superior is fucking you hard, letting everyone hear just how true his demeaning words are. His hand on your hip goes lower, pulling your hips up and forcing you to arch your back, the new angle hitting the perfect spot inside your cunt.

"Fuck— fuck, fuck, fuckkk." Your eyes close, allowing Nikto to possess your body in every single way. How could you not submit when he's slamming his fat cock all the way in? When his rough hand is pulling on your nipple, fondling the fat when he gets bored of torturing you.

"God— I love you." The words come out of your lips without even thinking about it, not having the chance to even process them because he starts slamming into you at a punishing pace, the tip of his cock hitting the entrance of your cervix with no issues at all.

"да? You're just a fuckhole to me— nothing more." He reminds you, movements growing more intense each passing second. The room fills with the sounds of your mixed moans and the slap of skin meeting skin. Nikto can feel his release building up, the desperation to get the drug out of his system becoming all-consuming. His grip on your tit tightens, thrusts becoming more erratic as he chases his own pleasure.

"Shit, I'm—" You can't even finish your sentence before your orgasm hits, cunt cramping down on Nikto's cock, legs trembling as you struggle to keep yourself up. He holds your hips higher, driving into you with a feral hunger before shoving himself all the way in, a deep grunt escaping his lips as he spills his cum inside you, body trembling with the release of his pent-up desire. His breathing is heavy and warm in your ear, slowly pulling out of you, thumbs spreading your cheeks to see the way his cum spills out of your abused hole.

"Not a word out of this." He warns, giving your ass a hard slap before shoving his cock back into his boxers and flight suit. All you can do is nod, trying your best to regain your breath as his thick, fertile seed spills down your thighs.

[99pm-e]

twitter pookies asked for a nikto for 13K special 🤭

(Also thank you so much for 3K here on tumblr! I appreciate y'all a lot, I'm working on being more active here too ;))

[dexonvi]

hm..

[temeyes]

banging fists on table NIKTO

SHASHAHS WHY HE'S SO HARD TO DRAW,,,,,??

[pourinn]

ksksksks

[clownteeth6]

He makes my brain happy when I feel like shit.

[nrdmssgs]

Again, im so not sorry.

[lolguestwho]

Here's your nikto. Finally finished drawing him. My sis said he look like he's mewing. I didn't even realize before she point it out.

[morthern]

some fucked up little guys, and they are in mutually assured destruction slowburn love~

[frogchiro]

Titty man nikto def walks up beside you, stops you, grabs both boobs then walks away!! That mf says NOTHING he just grabs and goes

Nikto is already a menace to society, I mean did you listen to his voice lines?? Man's unhinged, but titty man Nikto? Just get a spray bottle or threaten to spay him and thay won't stop him anyway ://

Will walk up to you from behind, wrap his arms around you, get a good grip on your boobs amd squeeze them a few times and then leave without saying a single word through the whole interaction while you're left standing like ???

Definitely will try and stick his big head under your shirt when you're laying down with a book or your laptop and root around for your nipple to find and suckle. At this point you don't even try to fight it or try to tell him 'later', Nikto doesn't give two fucks and won't listen anyway and if you try and say something you'll have this huge heavy pile of a Russian man weighting you down with his large body and grumbling something in russian :/

[alkern]

[yawnderu]

Do you think Nikto would mind a lil head or hand while being washed?

>Nikto would absolutely love a handjob while you're washing his body!!<3

Your touch does wonders to Nikto's exhausted body, his scarred face contorted into an expression you're too familiar with— his brow scrunched up, teeth bared and his head thrown back, resting against the steamy tiles on the wall.

“Don't stop.” His tone is shaky, barely even managing to talk, not when your hand is wrapped around his veiny cock, slick with his own precum that seems to be unable to stop leaking all over. The bathroom is filled with his loud groans, every single muscle on his body tensing up when your sweet tongue darts out of your lips, licking a bead of his salty, creamy precum.

His rough, calloused hands darts to the back of your head, pushing you closer and closer until his meaty cock slips into your mouth, dragging a surprised yelp out of you until you're able to relax your throat, allowing him to move inside despite the tears in your eyes from your previously triggered gag reflex.

Your soft, warm hands go down to his thighs, feeling the thick mass of muscle tensing up beneath your touch as Nikto fucks your throat, both hands reaching down to cup your cheeks and guide your movements. Seeing your pretty, tear-stained face and the saliva pooling on your chin is enough to send the already exhausted men over the edge, trying his best to keep his eyes from rolling back to his head as he shoots ropes of his thick seed down your throat, caressing your cheeks when you swallow it all without hesitation.