We're Only 16 Days Into The Year And I Feel Like It's Been 3 Months It's So Over

Hey what's up it's me with a special interest in weapons and I wanted to share my thoughts about Nikto's machete (no that's not an innuendo for once)

Had a bit of a solo-mandela effect going on because for the longest time I thought it had a modified 'billhook'-like feature on the back of it for whatever reason (but smaller than what would be considered a traditional billhook, more like a hoof pick blade).

I kind of enjoy still HCing that it does have it because a) it looks kind of cool and b) a terrifying thought to think this man whips this giant intimidating blade out, flips it deftly in his hand to the hook side, just to sink it into flesh and yank people back in when they try to run. Also it allows me to think about a scenario where, resident karambit knife enthusiast Sebastian Krueger, can teach proper blade hooking techniques to our beloved plural man. Anyway back to the knife - It's like a cross between a coup coup and a bola? But has a cool flare like a Tapanga for his newer mwiii model. Also like a vintage Senegalese french machete, which were known for their high quality (might technically be the same thing as the coup coup, just with the locale specified I think, both entrenchment machetes). That curve also kind of reminds me of parangs but it's not particularly drop-pointed.

I HC Nikto as a very brutally pragmatic but particular man, so it doesn't feel too far off to think that he went out of his way to acquire something niche like that. Some kind of custom-made machete that fits his needs just right. The length of it, as well as the curved, ergonomic grip makes me think he's gotten it to do some serious chopping, so it's also probably heavy and weighted forward to make that easier when swinging. I don't see him as a flashy fighter personally, and though maybe it was a stylistic choice for the game devs/artists, I think it's a neat feature that speaks to his character. I do think it's made of hefty steel; weight is important in chopping knives, and though steel rusts, it's sturdy compared to a lot of other metals. Not to mention - I feel like oiling and caring for his weapons, machete included, would be a ritual source of peace for his sometimes loud and chaotic mind. Grounding when he can feel the weight and texture where his nerves aren't completely damaged, smell the oil, have tangible proof that it's reality when he sees the maintained blade even after he becomes unmoored.

Now this is just me WAY reading too much into it, but it gives me a little giggle - The hole at the end of the handle is for a wrist lanyard, so you can loop a piece of paracord rope to secure it around your hand. It's an important safety feature just in case the machete goes flying out of your hand while chopping, lest it hit people in your vicinity (accidentally...?). In his 19 model, he doesn't have the paracord rope attached; Nikto says "Fuck your safety" but also huge ego of "I would never accidentally fling my knife!!"

Could also be because it gets caught on stuff if it dangles off his hip though - he's got one on his newer model where he wears the blade on his shoulder, which looks like a place where it's less likely to snag on things. Could also be because he's been increasingly featured in larger factions, so he works with more people and was asked to have one on hand maybe?? I don't know. In either case the knot in the middle of the rope makes it too small for his wrist which could also be read as a passive-aggressive "Here's the fucking safety rope it's on there ALRIGHT" and yet he's also made it nonfunctional for its intended purpose lmao Okay that's all byeeee

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i love when people draw anya with eyebags

Nikto bod oughhh….

lord let me make good art please

I can't stop thinking about Nikto being a melodramatic bitch, you can't talk to this man for shit.

Like you're trying to plan a date:

"Hey baby are you free tomorrow?" You ask with your phone pressed between your ear and your shoulder, comparing packages of chicken for dinner. You know he eats a lot. "No man is free when he has to work for a living," Nikto tells you without a hint of hesitation, "but we are available."

or he cuts himself helping with dinner:

He holds his sliced finger up to the light, inspecting the wound while your eyes widen. He seems to sense you panic, probably with the way you're furiously googling "how to tell if you need stitches" and glances your way, setting the knife to the side. "The only pain we cannot suffer is being away from you." He assures you. "That's great baby," You tell him in a rush, already grabbing your keys, "wrap a towel around that and get in the car.

Or worse still running into one of your friends:

You'd sent Nikto to grab some beer from the cooler, while you chat with your work friend at the pharmacy counter. She's nice, you like her, definitely could see her becoming an outside of work friend. Until Nikto shows up with the six pack in hand. "Woah, he is big." She grins, Nikto grunts and glances towards the bustling pharmacy technicians. "I bet you don't get much sleep with this guy around," Your friend jokes, nudging you with a wink. You feel yourself warm, your cheeks pulling at your lips with an embarrassed smile. "We do not sleep," Nikto grumbles, "we only fall into darkness until the sun brings us back." You wince. You friend gives you a look with a strained smile.

You just want him to stop saying odd shit.

Biting nikto hcs? Would he enjoy getting bitten or bite?

ill try to do some teeth related things etc etc only because biting/hickeys toes the line of nsfw and sfw :'( if u put in a req @puracatt ill probably do some over there

cw // tooth loss, tooth pulling, blood

[ come - adrianne lenker ]

nikto who's missing a few teeth. zakhaev couldn't let him go without plucking a molar or two, then one of his sharp teeth. at first, he relishes in the gaps there. they're another one of his many trophies-- i survived imran zakhaev, and i have the wounds to prove it.

he can't chew rare steaks or the occasional hard candy like he used to. he mourns. he can't eat without having food get caught in the squishy dips of his gums.

his teeth are sharp, like a cat's. they hardly befitting of an omnivore.

when he gets hit in the cheek or upper lip, a shudder rolls through him. that numbing sensation that echoes through his nerves is reminiscent of that empty feeling he had after losing his teeth. everything was dull and bloody.

nikto who gets the cheapest, crappiest implants available in a clinic nearby his place of deployment. he just wants to be able to eat and smile without thinking of the gaps in his grin. regardless, not all of it matters in the face of vengeance.

chat we hit 100 followers before i drew 100 niktos. i will keep going

Nikto who looks horrible in the sunlight, the sun highlighting all his scars and features to turn him back into himself. He didn't like it. He preferred the night sky that blurred his features, reducing his sight and letting his see and breathe easier.

The cold night air comforting to his tortured lungs as they breathed you in. Shielding you away to any onlookers of the alley to feel you pressed against them. Keeping a hand so your dress and skin wouldn't be soiled by the filth of the wall.

"Just one more kiss and we will go home", the man whispered harshly as he took your breath again and again. Leaving marks in his touch, concealed by the night.

Seconds before he brings you home with a familiar coat around your shoulders.

i will redecorate this blog