Random Resident Evil Headcanons 2
Because the response to my first HC post was quite good, here's a couple more. Thanks for the feedback on my previous HC post, I appreciate it.
So, again, three headcanons for three characters. Open to requests.
Nikolai Zinoviev for @thoughtfulzombienerd
Thanks for the request!
- Nikolai keeps chickens as pets, mainly because they lay eggs, and Nikolai is pretty pleased to get free eggs. When asked about it, he says; "chickens? They give me free food! And when I get sick of them, I can eat the chickens, too!"
However, he has not yet eaten any of his chickens, because secretly, he's kind of attached to them. He'll never admit to it, though, not even to himself.
- According to Nikolai, he never has enough money, so he plays cards regularly. It's a hobby of his, and one he's gotten quite good at. The fact that he earn some cash is of course, a very nice bonus.
He once played cards with Carlos when they were still training for the UBCS, and ended up making fun of them for weeks after he completely destroyed them in a game of poker.
- Another hobby of Nikolai is taking good care of himself. He takes pride in his good looks and enjoys going to the gym to work on his stamina and strength. He's also into martial arts, both because of the jobs he takes on, but also because he takes pleasure learning some new moves every once in a while.
- The merchant from Resi 4 is still alive. He travels the world, specifically looking for outbreaks, and will set up shop there to help anyone who wants to buy something from him. This includes the bad guys. Blue flames still indicate he's ready to do business with you. He was in China, but sadly his shop was located in a location most RE6 characters never accessed, so sadly, he didn't get to meet Leon again.
Oh, and the big backpack Barry is wearing in Resi Revelations 2?Bought it from the merchant.
- His name is unknown, but he is originally from Australia. He was living in the village of RE4 because in Australia, he'd been sentenced to prison for illegally selling firearms, and fled to Spain (come on, it's Spain, okay) to hide from Australian authorities.
He opted for the little village because he figured it'd be hard to hide from European authorities over there, who might also be looking for him. Sadly for him, Saddler happened.
- He has a plaga. Courtesy of Saddler, of course. He appears to be immune to being controlled however, and while the plaga has had its effects on him in the form of aging him quicker, it doesn't cause him too many problems. As to why he managed to not get killed by Saddler or other organizations that might be interested in him? Let's just say the man is a master of stealth.
And another one of one of my favourite RE4 characters. I’m still sad they killed him off, he had a lot of potential.
- Luis Sera developed a fascination with biology early on in life, and after leaving the village to go out and experience the real world, his fascination only grew stronger, as he was suddenly exposed to things he had never seen before.
While Luis had always been an intelligent child and teenager, his real talents weren’t discovered until he attended university, where he obtained a degree in biology without having to actually make an effort.
His main interests were microbiology and biomedical engineering, though in his spare time, he was also interested in marine biology. That was just a hobby, though.
- Luis and his family weren’t very close, as they were mainly interested in living a peaceful, quiet life, while Luis himself had always felt the strong urge to learn more about the planet he lived on and the people he shared it with, rather than being stuck in that village forever.
The only good relationship he had was with his grandfather, who had been a hunter. The reason Luis was so capable with a gun was because his grandfather had taught him how to use it. It’s his favourite childhood memory.
- Luis was verbally very strong. His friends in uni would pick arguments and start debates with him all the time, but they never managed to win one, as Luis always had his facts straight. If needed, he could easily switch sides and play the devil’s advocate. This trait of his made it so that a lot of people really liked him, but a lot of people were also easily intimidated by him.
That doesn’t mean he was a dick, though. He just really enjoyed a good debate, and never quite understood why so many people took those debates as a personal attack.
There you go, three headcanons for three different characters. If you liked them, feel free to let me know. If you have a 'three HC' request for other characters, drop them in my askbox.
Thanks for reading.
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Nikolai x Ethan angst?? It's a weird one alkd;fh adkljfh akl;djh but could be cool??? u_u
A job is a job.
I’m up for a challenge don’t worry :) and I agree, it’s a cool one. Hope you’ll like it.
Note: this is an AU where Nikolai and Ethan are the same age. Also it happens in the current timeline, where Ethan lives with Mia and their baby.
⚠️ Warnings: angst, blood, death
->nikolai had his pistol resting on ethans’s forehead. After killing the others from spencer’s list, he finally got his hands on this man. It was hard to find him since him and his family were under the BSAA protection, but there wasn’t a job Nikolai couldn’t finish. His experience was well valued by his employees, with respect and a lot of money. Kill after kill, he felt no remorse, the only thing that pushed him through life was money. The more he had, the happier he was. It didn’t matter if the person in front of him was a parent, teacher, nurse, etc. His own well-being came on top.
-> “please” Ethan’s wounded body was laying on the ground and was kneeling at Nikolai’s feet. He spat some blood on his boots in his poor attempt to ask for mercy. He fought well, no wonder he survived the Duvley incident, but Nikolai wasn’t a brainless zombie. He put down the poor bastard in a few minutes without breaking a sweat.
-> “my child...” he knew these were his final moments, he could feel it, yet he tried to warm the assassin’s heart. However, it was useless since he felt the barrel dig deeper onto his skin. The cold metal was resting on his forehead and he waited for the assassin to finish his job. His last thought before the consciousness violently left his body was a picture of him lifting baby Rose. Her giggles were the last thing that his mind processed before his vision turned black, and a coldness wrapped his body.
-> “sorry Winters, a job is a job” Nikolai pulled the trigger and watched the life draining out of him. Blood started dripping from the fresh wound over his face, his body and then to the ground. He stayed over his lifeless body to make sure he doesn’t get up. Cleaning afterwards wasn’t his job, as long as he wasn’t leaving any evidence.
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Hi!! Can I request a nikolai x spanish speaking hcs? Maybe he discovered that their s/o speaks spanish one time they stub their toe on something? And since then they teach eachother some words in their Native tongues (maybe to the point where someones speaking in their mother language and the other understands what they said?)
Ty in advance!
This is so cute 🥺 ty for this prompt. Hope you like it
Nikolai x F!Spanish speaker reader.
-> he met his s/o while in a mission. He was unaware of her speaking spanish because she didn’t had an accent unlike him. It was hard to point out.
-> One day, while cleaning the dust, she stubs her toe on the edge of the couch. “¡Mierda!” is all she said and caught Nikolai’s attention. “Do you speak Spanish, kroshka?” He asked her. He was surprised to find out she did because he knew she was born in America, but he couldn’t imagine that her mother was from Spain. She also lived there for a few years.
-> Nikolai is a sucker for latin languages, because they sound melodic and are pleasant for the ear. He likes his native language too, but it doesn’t compare to the softness of a latin language. He didn’t had the chance or time to learn but now he is more than happy to do it.
-> The differences are huge, and Nikolai had to start with the basic. He taught her the cyrillic alphabet in order to learn to write and how to pronounce the words. Nikolai struggled with the pronunciation too, but the more he practiced the better he got. He started to listen to movies stubbed in spanish with english subtitles. His s/o asked him to speak with her in russian more often.
-> Nikolai is also happy he can now insult Sergei without him knowing what he said. “¡La madre que te parió!“ he would say under his breath. There are some occasions Sergei will hear him but he won’t bother to translate. He’s used to be insulted in various languages. Nikolai insulted Carlos too with the same method, but he forgot he’s from South America, and resulted in a verbal fight which Nikolai couldn’t carry.
-> By the time he found out, Nikolai has already teaching some russian words and phrases to his s/o, just in case. Since then, they’ve been teaching each other words and phrases up to the point where they would carry small conversations in their native language.
-> One morning Nikolai spoke in russian. He was unaware of this because his s/o responded in russian too. He realises later when he had his coffee that they’ve been talking all morning in his native language, his s/o pronunciation and grammar being immaculate. He goes to hug his s/o and whisper “moya umnaya devochka” (my little smart girl), which she understood.
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Hii can I request nikolai comforting an upset female reader?,maybe the reader has a lot going on like estudies and family drama? (Mostly her mom telling her to go back home after she moved away bcs her mom was abusive?) And maybe spoiling her with stuff too?
( If its too much or a sensitive topic for you)
Thanks in advance!
This topic is fine no worries :) I’m sorry it took so long, and im sorry in advance if it’s not what you expected. I hope you like it tho.
I care (Nikolai x F!Reader)
Warnings: angst, past abusive relationship.
Her assignment took ages to complete. The phrases didn’t make any sense anymore after she read them again, mostly because her mind wasn’t at the task anyway, but she tried to maintain focus to finish. Finals were approaching fast and her anxiety became more and more bearable. She felt the pressure from both her social and personal life weighting on her shoulders every day.
Her tired eyes followed the cursor and the words that were forming on the document as she read again, being completely disappointed. She was sitting alone in the couch with the laptop on her lap because she didn’t want to wake up Nikolai who was probably sleeping. Even if her eyes were burning from the light, she kept pushing herself. She didn’t want to go to sleep either, because no matter how tired her body was her mind couldn’t find rest. It would be pointless, and she for sure will wake up Nikolai with her agitation. She tried to distract herself from her current state, but was failing constantly, being so trapped in a vicious cycle.
Eventually tiredness overcame her body and defeated she shut the laptop and toss it on the nearest table. She didn’t want to sleep. Her anxiety was so big that even Nikolai’s touch wasn’t comforting anymore. She was afraid of becoming a burden to the man she loved. However Nikolai was awake and kept listening to her movements around the house, wondering when he should step in. He noticed she wasn’t herself lately and thought it was because of his job as a mercenary. It was hard to find a woman to accept him and his past and he was afraid to loose y/n because of them.
When it became quiet in the living room, Nikolai thought it was the perfect moment and got up from the bed. With easy steps he went to the door to take a peak of his lover, and saw her laying on the couch. She wasn’t sleeping, instead she was staring blankly at the ceiling. When y/n saw Nikolai approaching she jumped from her place and immediately curled in the corner, with her knees at her chest. She didn’t want to look at him.
Nikolai sit next to her, not too close because he respected her personal space. He needed to find out if he was the problem, because if she stayed with him out of courtesy that wasn’t good for any of them.
“I can’t sleep either you know. I think you corrupted me.” They both chuckled at Nikolai feeble attempt to break the ice. He began to cares with his fingers her forehead, putting away some strands of hair.
“I can’t do this alone y/n. You’ve become distant. It’s something to do with me?”
She refused to look at him and tightened her legs at her chest.
“You are always away from home. Does it have to do with my lifestyle?”
She wanted to tell him so bad, but she was afraid that he will look at her like someone who overreacts too much and consider her a burden.
Even if her therapist have told her that there is no shame in admitting your feelings to the others, however she was conflicted at that point.
“…everyone has problems….this man has no time for your bullshit….he probably didn’t have a mom…yet you did and you complain constantly…”
Nikolai leaned closer to her, placing a hand on her knees and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
“Talk with me, I’m not in position to judge you. Trust me, in the last person to do so.”
All of her doctor’s advices were nothing it that moment. She taught about them and tried to make a valid argument so much that they stopped making sense anymore. Everything started all of the sudden. First with some nightmares, to which she didn’t gave too much attention. They affected her sleep too, however she decided to seek counselling when she began to suffocate in her sleep. She was sleeping on the couch, so Nikolai didn’t know about this. Also, he didn’t know about her appointments to the therapist either. Because they were a secret, she had a hard time justifying her absence from home.
She felt overwhelmed. Her lies caught up with the reality and she felt cornered in her little spot on the sofa. She knew if she would run she would loose both Nikolai and her sanity. The pressure was so heavy that she start to feel tears dripping on her face. Nikolai quickly removed some of those with his fingertips and began to massage the back of her neck.
“My mother called these days….” She finally said between sobs. “She asked me to go back home.”
Nikolai was somehow relieved that this wasn’t about him, but that was a new reason to be concerned as he didn’t know about her relationship with her mother. He didn’t even know she had one in the beginning.
“Slow down, you don’t have to tell me all at once.”
“Why can’t she listen to me for once?” All those memories became vivid in her mind.
She remembered how hard it was to communicate with her. She allowed herself to think of particular moments.
Cold eyes were staring at the little figure in front of her. The size difference wasn’t very noticeable, but her stare was enough to put the girl in her place.
“What’s that on you?” The woman was quick to analyse her daughter’s outfit.
“It’s something I ordered, I needed to make some changes in my style.”
“But this isn’t you, why you want to change?” Curious, yet judgemental eyes were travelling the girl’s body.
“Because I feel so, why is there a problem?” The girl was looking confused at the new jacket she got, questioning herself what was wrong with it.
“Yes, you look like a whore. This is just your entourage influence.”
She made her to gerund the jacked and the rest of the clothing she got. She was stuck with her old clothes for the next year, and whenever she wanted to buy something she needed her mother’s permission. Also, her access to the outside was restricted little by little, up to the point she almost lost contact with everyone.
“I want you to know that this is for your own good.” She said while affectively caressed her head.
The girl once yelled at her mother, and was sent to her room. Later that night the mother found kindness in her heat and came to make peace.
“You need to be understanding with other people. They are very sensitive and you never know what they’ve been through.”
“So you know how it’s like to be hurt, right?”
“And why you won’t accept that you are hurting me as well when you call me names for the slightest mistake and push me away?”
She could see her mother getting angrier, but she didn’t care.
“When did I do that?”
“A few hour ago?”
“Did that hurt you?”
“Then I keep my opinions. You deserve them.”
One time the girl asked to spent more time with the mother.
“You’re such a burden.” Was the response she received without any comparison.
“You’re just hanging, go find anything else better to do.” The woman kept rejected the girl. “No one wants a burden.”
“But I want to be with you more.” She tried to hold her tears. She knew that if her mother would see her, she would be mocked for being a crybaby.
“Feeding you, giving you clothes and money should be enough for you.”
“I’m sorry, you are right.” She was defeat once again. She retreated to her room to seek comfort in her bed.
Nikolai was shocked to hear. Even for him, that was evil.
“And she told me she misses me.” She was crying and sobbing on Nikolai’s shoulder. Eventually her body was too weak to sustain herself, but he was there to catch her.
She told Nikolai that she couldn’t trust her judgment anymore. Her mother was so calm at the phone, and she barely remembers her talking in that tone.
“Maybe it was just in my head. Maybe she wanted the best for me and I overreacted all those years. Maybe I am a burden. What if I hurt an innocent person all these years?”
“She’s being manipulative y/n. She though you would be there forever and that she will get away with her abusive behaviour. She wants to belittle someone because it’s the only way she feels empowered. You made the best choice by leaving.”
Fortunately, Nikolai had quite the experience with people like her.
“So I’m not a horrible, spoiled person?”
Nikolai let out a soft chuckle.
“No kroshka, you need to keep the distance. Come on, let’s put you in bed.”
They both went together to sleep this time. Nikolai held her close to his chest, her breath tickling the skin from his neck. As Nikolai was looking at her, he promised himself he will be more careful from now on. He felt so powerless seeing her in that state, and he wouldn’t forgive himself if it would happen again. The next day he would have to think as ways to distract her, maybe a vacation. He pulled her closer and finally felt her body relaxing. For the first time in a while, Nikolai’s touch was comforting once again.
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