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reareaotaku · 27 days

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Mean! Boris Pavlikovsky Headcanons

Taglist: @fxchild

If there was one thing Boris was good at, it was being mean

He didn't always do it on purpose, but it was a way to keep people out. He was scared if people got over his walls and saw him for how he truly was

But he also did it as a way to flirt, so there was no winning with him

You never knew how he truly felt about you

He's also bipolar. One minute you think he likes you and the next he's calling you a 'Fucking Bitch'

Calls you degrading names and thinks it's funny when you get mad

He just wants to see how far he can go with you

He kind of likes when you cry. It does something to him

Something about tears streaming down your face as you stare up at him

Makes him want to tease you more

He's not physically aggressive with you, but at least then it would prove that he's hurting you

Words are just words and people tell you to get over it

Laughs and calls you a cry baby

"Oh, stop being a baby. It was just a joke."

"You're such a jerk."

"Aww, boo hoo. Want me to call you a wambulance?"

He's so mean. Hell even Theo thinks Boris is meaner than usual to you

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finniebae · 1 month

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Yandere! Boris Pavlikovsky Headcanons

TW: Suicidal Thoughts/Actions/Threats

You have your hands full with him

He speaks to you in a strange language that you don't quite understand

Actually- he speaks to you in multiple languages; None of which you can understand

He likes when you get frustrated

"Why can't you just speak in English?"

"What's the fun in that, doll?"

He usually speaks in another language when he either doesn't want you to understand what he's saying or when he's being vulnerable, but is also scared of you judging him, so he speaks in his native tongue. Vulnerable= Native tongue/ Wants to annoy you= Polish

You start to learn some of his words, especially the ones he uses frequently

You decide to try and at least learn native language and maybe later Polish

Imagine his surprise when you respond back to him in his language

He was taken by surprise and flustered

But then he was angry, because how long have you been able to understand him? He feels like you've made a fool out of him

You have to reassure him that was never your intention

He was still mad, but then there's a slight part of him that finds it kind of hot when you speak in Russian- Though with your American accent, it isn't perfect, but still kind of hot

He'll begin to innate conversation in Russian just to hear you speak it

^ Gets upset when you respond in English

Teaches you Russian Nursey Rhymes/Stories/and songs, just so you can repeat them to him

He doesn't have many women in his life, especially ones that care about him/look out for his better interest, so when he does something bad and you reprimand him ["You could have gotten hurt! What were you thinking??"], he's confused. You care about him? The thought never occurred to him that someone would actually care about him

He holds you extremely close to his heart

You are the only person who could hurt him and the thought scares him. You mean so much to him and he's afraid of you finding someone better

Will threaten to off himself if you ever leave. He knows it's evil, but he can't lose you. He needs you. He loves you

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ifangirlalot · 4 months

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finn comforting and praising thick!reader while they fuck n hes so soo rough while he talks her though it hhhfhhfhfhshs ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

can i be ur 🍥 anon :oo

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Love Note From Zee ;;

welcome to the filth fam, 🍥 nonnie!

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Finn raised his head from between [Name]'s perfectly rounded thighs, his red lips swollen and wet from sucking on her wet, juicy cunt. He had been there now for God knows how long, he had lost count after her third or fourth orgasm. He had such a hard time resisting the soft thickness of her body, but it got so much worse whenever she let herself wear short skirts with halters and cute little heart shaped clips that left sweet indents in her soft skin.

Finn's hand stroked the skin of her thigh for a few moments before he suddenly smacked his palm against it. His cum-dumb baby let out a gasp as she jumped slightly, causing her thighs to jostle and jiggle in the most charming way. The corners of his mouth tugged upward into a lopsided smirk.

His teeth sank into his bottom lip as his hand continued stroking, slapping, and groping her sweet thighs. God, he loved those thighs. He loved seeing the skin there pink and marked in the shape of his hand. Loved watching the skin jiggle about. It was just the cutest.

"You've been so good, dolly," he cooed, raising himself up to his knees as his hands went to his waist to unhook his belt. "But, I think you can be even better. Just pull your pretty little legs up there and I'm gonna fuck you 'til you can't see straight, 'kay?"

[Name] mewled and did as she was told, her hands reaching up and curving beneath her thighs and pulling them up so they were resting against her lush bust. Her skirt folded upward, giving Finn an even better, more wide view of her pussy. Her pussy lips were pink and coated with sticky cum from her last few orgasms. Poor, dumb little baby had been violently tongue fucked to her breaking point so many times, she couldn't even speak when she was spoken to.

But he liked it that way.

Finn smiled innocently, as though he wasn't about to violently fuck her into oblivion. "Good girl. Just stay right there for me." He unzipped his fly and folded down the waistband of his boxers. As he moved himself over her, he had to be careful with the way that he pushed his dick in her. Too quick and he'd cum as soon as his tip parted her sweet cunt. Those curves, that soft skin, they'd have him shooting out hot ropes of sperm before he could thrust.

[Name] whined softly, her legs quaking as he thrusted slowly for a few minutes. He quickly had enough of that shit, though, and gradually slid from grinding to pounding. He gripped her neck firmly enough to place pressure on her throat, but not nearly hard enough as to have her gasping for breath. He could hear the loud pap pap pap from her wet cunt as he cock abused her hole. [Name] was squealing and moaning and whimpering beneath him, drool dribbling from her plump, wet lips.

"Oh, that's a good girl," he praised, his voice gruff but gentle despite the rough movements of his hips as he stretched her open again and again. He took his hand off her throat and grabbed her thighs, readjusting them and pressing them against his waist.

"Come on baby, give me a squeeze. I wanna hear my bones popping." Finn demanded, rearing back and shoving back into her rougher than he had been doing. [Name] moaned loudly and did as she was told once more, her thighs pressing hard against his hips. He groaned and threw his head back. His dark hair was damp with sweat as his eyebrows furrowed from the pleasure. "Fuck, that's it, atta girl…"

He gave a couple more hard shoves into her sopping wet pussy before he slowly pulled out. She let him know of her disapproval by letting out a whiny mewl.

"Hush." Finn said, gently yet firmly, as he smacked her thighs, leaving yet another hand print on her skin. He wrapped her hair around his fist like a horse's rein and flipped her over with one swift movement. He moved the skirt up over her again and pressed her face into the mattress. Once he pulled her hips off the ground, he smirked and slid himself back in again, continuing his sexual abuse where he had left off, this time with his fingers roughly digging into her lush hips as [Name] let out muffled, pleasured sobs.

He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it up without spilling into her. He had to make it count. He grunted with every thrust back into her, his movements steadily becoming sloppy and uneven. Finn bent forward, tangling one of his hands into her locks again as he doubled his speed. Finally, he felt the knot in his navel unravel as he spilled hot rope after hot rope of seed in her sticky hole. One look between her legs told him she'd already came once before, as the white liquid trickled down her thighs and dripped to the soiled bed sheets. He must have been too caught up in ecstasy to notice.

"Good girl.. oh, you're so good.." Finn whispered breathlessly as he slowly pulled out. "Next time, I want you to get off on my head."

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hopelesswritergall · 10 months

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Hello!!!! I was wondering if you could do headcanons for Boris pavlikovsky x cutecore fem reader? Or miles Fairchild x cutecore fem reader headcanons? I’m fine with either one if you want to,have a lovely day!!<3

Alright I’m writing this in one sitting please bear with me… let me know if you find grammar issues. English isn’t my first language and I want to learn!

General Taglist: It’s quite lonely here……

TW: mention of fighting, bloody nose, bruises. Yandere tendencies

Meeting him

Alright Boris and a girl who wears mostly pink. Unlikely combination but it’s true.

You were the stereotypical girly girl. Pink? You loved it. Lipstick? Pink. Clothes? Pink. Notebooks? Pink. Hell you were almost like barbie and had a pink mood.

You were doing pretty good in school and kept your grades up. Boris on the other his grades were sinking faster than the titanic.

There was a group project coming up for English. You have to read a book, present and write an essay. This would be the chance for Boris to get his grade up.

“Hey Theo! Come on man, let’s do it together!”

“Unfortunately Mister Pavlikovsky, the groups will be decided by me.” Miss Clarence spoke.

Boris sunk back into his chair, well if he isn’t with Theo, he isn’t going to do shit.

“Hmmm. Let’s see. Boris you will be paired up with……. Ah of course! Y/N!.”

Y/N? Who the fuck is that?

Boris knew he should know the face that belongs to the name but he doesn’t.

Suddenly his vision is filled with pink and he nearly has a heart attack.

“Jesus woman, don’t you watch where you’re going?!”

“That’s a way to introduce yourself. I’m y/n! We’ll be partners for the next project”

Aww hell no. He couldn’t.

“Miss Clarence. Is there anyway we can switch partners?”

Getting to know him:

It was week 3 of the project and Boris hadn’t done much yet. You decided to play a game so he would do stuff and he would get “rewarded”, almost like a child or dog..

“Alright Boris, for every 5 sentences you write, you can ask me a question! That way we can get to know each other!”

“And why should I do that? I can just let you do all the work.” He crossed his arms and leaned back

“Otherwise I’ll only hand in my part and you’ll fail. Don’t think you’d wanna do the year over again, do you?”

He grumbled a bit before writing, he finished the first sentences pretty quick. “Fine, Uhm what is your favourite gift to receive?”

“Oooo, great question!! I love teddy bears, flowers or books!! But I love every gift that someone put effort in.”

You guys talked for some longer and Boris, not wanting it, felt more of a connection. He really wanted to fall through the floor.

Some things during the relationship:

Boris once got into a fight with Mark (only the OG’s will remember my hatred towards Mark) because Mark insulted your clothes. Was it worth the trip to the hospital to check out his nose and knuckles for? Yes. Everyone that makes you cry deserves to rot in hell.

He steals you little stuff from the stores. He will often give you a bracelet or a flower. You even got him to make a flower crown together. You had to swear to not tell anyone!

You guys watch a lot of television together, a LOT

He is very protective of you, always asks what colour you want something in, despite already knowing the answer deep down..

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baby-ditzzy · 2 years

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toxic trait is thinking i could make him fall for me after one convo <33

#girlblogging #coquette #dollette #lana del rey #finn wolfhard #mike wheeler #finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things #the turning #miles fairchild #boris pavlikovsky #the goldfinch #ghostbusters #rockstar! mike wheeler #mike wheeler stranger things 4

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froggywritesstuff · 3 months

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yandere!boris pavlikovsky hc's

ship/pairing: yandere!boris pavlikovsky x g/n!reader

fandom: the Goldfinch

request: @racheldreamsworld: Can you do a yandere boris Pavlikovsky from movie goldfinch headcanon?

warnings: yandere, unhealthy and toxic relationships, obsessive behaviour, stalking, mentions of cigarettes, pressuring into to doing drugs, emotional blackmail, mentions of addiction, mentions of suicide, guilt tripping, non consensual touching (not explicitly sexual), there's a lot going on so please let me know if I've missed any warnings

word count: 460

A/N: i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please know that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life

as soon as he saw you, he immediately became obsessed with you

though near the beginning of his obsession, he tries to be quiet about it

he follows you wherever you go

if you're eating lunch, he's sitting beside you

he walks you to your classes, silently bidding you farewell

when you ask him what his deal is, he nonchalantly introduces himself and claims to be your friend

he does not care how he gets it but he needs your attention

so he is definitely satisfied when you just stare at him with a confused expression and try to distance yourself from him while he walks beside you on your way home

speaking of which, once he finds your address, nothing is stopping him from stalking you

you're relieved when you find him not at school some days, unaware that he skips school to go to your house and look through all your things

you don't question it when you come home to one of two of your shirts on the floor, thinking it's because you were in a rush that morning

you are a little weirded out when said shirts and your pillow have a slight scent of cigarettes and something else you can't put your finger on

eventually you grow more and more paranoid as you find more and more things out of place or missing from your room

when you gather some courage, and ask Boris why he's so adamant on following you everywhere, you're more than surprised when he asks to be your boyfriend (though the way he words it makes you feel like you don't have a choice)

will threaten to kill himself if you try to reject him

like no hesitation, he thinks it's the only logical response

he guilt trips you a lot of the time

you can't talk or hang out with your friends without hearing Boris getting pissed at you, mumbling about how you'll leave him, just like everyone else does

he’s always inviting you over to his house

meaning if you don't want an earful about how bad of a partner you're being by not wanting to spend time with your boyfriend, you hang out at his house a lot

he pressures you to try some of the drugs he has

he wants to get you addicted so you'll want to go to his house more and he can keep you from everyone else

and sometimes when he gets you high, you're much calmer around him, and he can be way more touchy with you, so that's always a plus

acts like you're the cure to all his problems when in reality his coping mechanisms and the way he acts around you are the cause of his deteriorating mental health

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gggoldfinch · 4 days

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Pls finch just a sip of what youre cookin....please im dying.....a toiny snippet

ANONNN im sorry to tell you but so far it's just outline, no substantial writing yet. I can give you a sneak peek from that outline, however 🤧 Sometimes I have to draft full ideas while writing bullet points and they get away from me 🤡 (which does make it easier to write the final piece bc I can just copy/paste and expand upon ideas from the outline. Just an unsolicited tidbit of info about my writing process lol). Go easy on me 🙏🏻 they're not nearly polished snippets:

He’s dressed like one of those ‘cow-boys’ she’d seen in movies from a time before her grandparents’ great-grandparents. The broad-brim hat on his head is fascinating and she can see small metal stars sticking off the heels of his boots around which vegetables are strewn. The stars jingle when he moves— as he pivots towards her, holding a gun close to his hip, aimed at her gut. It’s small and compact, nothing like her father’s rifle. She isn’t paying attention to his gun, though. Her shocked gasp is uncontainable when his face is revealed from beneath the brim of his cowboy hat. Her feet involuntarily bring her a step backward and her face morphs into a mask of intrigue and horror. The man’s skin is taut and gnarled, pink and thick like scar tissue. Her mother’s palm had scarred like that when she’d grabbed the handle of a hot pan and scorched a layer of skin clean off. The triangle of his features is gaunt and harrowing— eyes sunken, an arrowhead-shaped hole where the nose should be. “Well howdy there,” he calls out. His accent isn’t like one she’s ever heard, his syllables elongated and slurred together. He juts the gun out towards her more directly and the patinated silver shines dully in the sunlight.

I guess I'll also note that this one will be in third person (obv), and can be read as either Reader or OFC (I've been moving away from xReaders lately but want to make it palatable...)

Also, hehe,

Later that night she approaches him curiously, cautiously. She decided earlier that the man is exciting and new. He’s dark and mysterious, gruff and hardened by a world she cannot fathom outside her door. His grotesque appearance strangely adds to his allure; she thinks he’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen. He's the first man she’s interacted with on her own and as a grown woman— an opportunity to test her curiosity, if he is open to it. She wants his calloused, scarred hands to touch her like the women in the magazine. She stands between his spread knees and takes the hat from the couch cushion beside him, placing it on her own head and meaning it this time.

#goldfinch writes #cooper howard x reader #anon ask

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360iris · 1 year

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POV: dating boris pavlikovsky as teenagers

You have to be outside to catch the school bus by 5:55am, so the term is full of sleepy mornings. The two of you sitting towards the back of the bus, huddled together for warmth after having to wait outside in the chilling, desert cold by yourselves in the dark.

Heads leaning against one another, your cheek presses into the soft fabric of his overcoat on his shoulder as you dose off almost immediately, blanketed in the tinted night blue, glad to gain even a meager ten minutes of sleep before you’re forced to start the day. Boris gently fiddles with your fingertips as he looks down at your form and out towards the passing scenery.

You eat the school provided breakfast in the cafeteria, listening to Boris and Theo’s early morning banter and chiming in at certain points as you gain energy. These mornings were filled with Theo’s infectiously mischievous smiles and Boris’ playful grins. Their laughter never failed to provoke pools of serotonin, no matter how despondent you previously were, you’d always find yourself feeling better in their company.

Teasing kisses that were one-thirds sharing a breath, one-thirds your mouth accepting his almost inaudible laughs as he gently nudged your head back while your lips pressed forward again, self-consciously seeking out his own. Notes of peach chapstick, the bitter tang of cigarette tobacco and the sweet taste of sprite spreading between the two of you. A small reminder of the soda passed between yourself, Boris and Theo at lunch- your odd group each chipping in what you had to buy it from the snack stand.

Boris is black jeans ripped and fraying at the knees, swiping greedy swigs from opened bottles in your parent’s alcohol cabinets and sentences with Russian and English chopped and screwed together.

Being with him is like staining your tongues red and blue with gas station slushies and feeling immensely pleased with the vibrant purple you both end the afternoon with.

It’s sweltering hot Vegas nights unable to turn the air conditioner on, so the evening is spent clad in your undergarments, splashing around in a tub filled with cool water- a dingy, plastic white box fan placed in the doorway.

And weekends sprawled out on the couch in front of the television, laughing too loudly at the seven o-clock sitcoms and piddling around in the kitchen searching for something to eat even though you already know there isn’t anything good hidden in the cabinets.

Summers spent sticking as much of your torsos as you can fit into the fridge to enjoy the coolness before grabbing an ice-pop.

Winters plopped down at the dinner table, happily failing at making mini gingerbread houses, feeling utterly pleased with the monstrosities you create. “What the fuck is that, Potter?” “Uh guys.. Popchyk ate my fourth gingerbread wall- I think I’m going to have to settle for a gingerbread hut.”

Boris tends to just know things with you, and those he spends a lot of time with and cares about. It’s mostly the eyes that give themselves away to him, thoughts and feelings becoming tangible with a simple glance. He’s able to pick up on when you’re upset or disappointed. And in the moments when you swear you’re just looking at him, (whether he’s taking a sip of his drink, knocking the ashes from a cigarette or brushing his hair from his eyes) he knows that you love him, without even having to say the words- though he always smiles when you do just for the sake of it.

He’s all hands. Whether he’s ghosting the pads of his fingers against your lower back as you’re walking, cupping your neck or sneakily pinching your thighs from under the table- his hands practically have a mind of their own.

And sometimes you think he’s all mouth. Pink lips nipping at the exposed skin of your neck, subconsciously biting your shoulder or indulgently kissing every inch of your face just because. Theo teasingly referring to you as Boris’ personal chew toy with how often he can be found softly gnawing on you in some way, shape or form.

#boris pavlikovsky #the goldfinch #donna tartt #boris the goldfinch #boris pavlikovsky x reader #headcanons

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thedoctorisinlove · 2 years

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boris pavlikovsky; physical touch headcanons

genre : fluff

pairing : boris pavlikovsky x gender neutral reader

disclaimer : reader addressed as "princess" by boris, mentions of dissociation

author's note : i was literally listening to "a match into water" by pierce the veil while writing this entire thing at like 3am 😭. i haven't proofread this yet but i might when i wake up.

⋆ boris is a very affectionate person, he's very big on pda. so the moment you both start dating one another, i kid you not, the entire school probably already knows by now.

⋆ boris can never put his hands off of you. maybe because he has so much love inside of him for countless of years daring to break out and he just wants to show it all to you, the person he loces and cherishes the most in the entire world. he doesn't want to let you go ever, mentally and physically.

⋆ boris dissociates a lot, so he needs something or someone to hold him or clutch onto something to quite literally ground him and feel present in the moment. that's why he prefers it for you to take the initiative, and that's why he's so grateful whenever you do. please drag this man around everywhere, he'll love it. no matter where you both are going, as long as he's with you, he knows he'll love it.

⋆ he's the type to pick you up after class and giving you a tight hug, lifting you up easily on the ground and spinning you around. hugs with boris are long and affectionate, his favorite places to put his hands are around your waist. his head would hang on your shoulder, giving your neck chaste kisses, a sly smirk forming its' way across his face.

⋆ 100% the type to give surprise hugs, hands firm on your waist startling you and then lifting you up bridal style and showering you with his kisses. his lips, the smell and taste of cigarettes validated with a slight taste of strawberries always intoxicates you each time you get a taste of him.

⋆ this man is already so experienced with kissing, make out sessions with him are downright shamefully heated. like, full on sweat beads will roll on your face and streaks of saliva will be dripping down your lips after you both pull out. he bites your lips a lot (savoring the sound of your small whines) and you have no idea how someone's tongue can be so flexible, but you're living for it.

⋆ other times whenever you're kissing, boris'd lead you on thinking you're headed for a make out session with him, only to be rudely disrupted from boris lips breaking apart from you in short seconds while you were already so engulfed in it already. he does this as in a way to tease you, he wants you to beg that you want to feel his lips once more.

⋆ if you or him are in a hurry, he'll give you a quick peck on the lips or forehead. his lips will always linger for a second longer than it should be, and then he's setting off.

⋆ he loves peppering up your neck and sucking onto your skin. he loves having his hickeys on you in visible places so anyone that sees you with marks will know that you're taken (as if the entire school didn't already know). it's just something that feeds boris' ego and makes him feel secure and safe.

⋆ please hold his hand, he loves hand holding! most of the time he's the one itching to grab your hand. just the way he can feel your soft hands anytime he wants and how perfect it fits around his, he loves it.

⋆ if boris is feeling upset, he'll draw circles around your hand with his thumb as in a way to calm himself down. if you notice this from me, please look back at me and pepper his face with kisses and giving him words of affirmations. he's specifically a sucker for praise, it makes him feel wanted and loved.

⋆ other times, he'll just hug you from behind and bury his face in your neck, mumbling incomprehensible words with his lips laying on your well fleshed skin. that or he'll invite you over to his house to have a sleepover, in which at night he'll be clutching onto you as if you were a teddy bear.

⋆ cuddles with this man are so affectionate and calming, his warmth and touch welcoming you in. he'd hold you tightly withhis face once more leaning on your lap, stomach, shoulder, wherever. he'd be holding onto you as if it was the end of the world and you were daring to break away from his grasp.

⋆ his touch can range from being so gentle to downright rough as shit. majority of the time, he's extremely gentle. his touch touching you as if you were the most valued glass in the entire world. other times, it's rough but only because of the heated make out sessions.

⋆ his favorite thing to do is staring down on you, both of his hands caressing both sides of your cheeks and then his thunb traveling its' way up to the corners of your lips and tugging them. it's his way of messing around with you because he loves your pouty look everytime he does that.

⋆ but other times when his hands are on your face, he'll literally just be admiring you with this lovestruck look sculpted onto his face. his eyes will travel to every part of your feature, adorning your features and giving out a breathless "beautiful..". his trance will eventually snap out once you slightly shift your head and giving a suspicious eyebrow furrow, in which he'll just playfully roll his eyes, as a laugh rolls out of his lips and then planting forehead kisses on you as he starts to ramble more compliments to you.

⋆ if your hand is reaching for something or anything at all, he'll suddenly clutch your arm and then all of a fucking sudden, he'll lean down and his soft lips will land itself on your hand as he looks up at your reaction. he loves treating you as a princess and he doesn't plan on stopping ever loving you.

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reareaotaku · 2 months

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Run Away

Summary: Boris has taken a weird interest in you and you're not sure why Pairings: Yandere! Boris Pavlikovsky x Reader [Slight! Theo Decker x Reader] [Trigger/Content warning/Notes: Summary might be a little inaccurate.] I really enjoyed writing this

Boris liked you, like a lot. You were so different from him- nice, respectful, happy, and you had loving parents. He wanted to be like you so bad, because he craved loving parents. Maybe it was jealousy that caused him to lash out on you, but he hated this feeling.

You could feel his heavy gaze on you, but you ignored it. He was new to the school and the country, so you just assumed he was struggling to adjust. You didn't mean to be judgmental, but a part of you knew he was bad news, and you didn't want to get dragged down with him.

When the teacher's back was turned, you decided to finally turn towards Boris and side-eye him. Unluckily for you, he was also looking at you, so you made direct eye contact with him. It was the kind of eye contact you couldn't break- You were drawn to it like a magnet and your eyes burned from the urge to blink.

You finally looked away when the bell rang and packed up your things.

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"Who are you looking at?"

Boris doesn't answer Theo. His mind was on Y/n and Theo was on the back burner. Theo realized he was being ignored and followed Boris' line of sight to see you eating with some friends.

"Oh, Y/n? Do you like her?" Theo asks nonchalantly.

"Like her? О, ни на одном языке нет слов, чтобы описать то, что я чувствую.¹" He sighs, leaning on his hand. He was enchanted and it was to late to drag him out.

Theo rolls his eyes before sighing. "You know I don't understand what you're saying..."

Theo's voice bleeds into the background as Boris' continues to watch you. He was hoping you could feel his stare and knew it was him.

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You sighed, slamming the book shut. You leaned on your hand, before tapping your pen on your desk. You slowly blinked, clicking your tongue. Suddenly, there was a tap at your window. You quickly looked back, before hearing the tapping again. You slowly get up, before heading towards your window.

You slowly pull up the panel before looking out at the dark night. You try looking out, but it was to dark, so you turn around to get a light- Until you hear your name-

"Y/n!"

The voice was vaguely familiar, and you turned back out to your window. "Hello?"

"Y/n! Come down."

Your brows scrunch together as you try and look to see if you can see who's calling to you. "Who the hell is that?"

"It's Decker! Theo Decker!"

You slightly jumped back as you tilted your head, "Theo? Blonde guy with glasses? What are you doing at my house?"

"Just come down- Please."

You sigh, before shutting your window and putting on a robe and house shoes. You slowly open the front door, trying to be quiet as possible as you looked towards where Theo was standing on your walkway.

"What are you doing here? My parents would kill me if they saw a boy-"

"I know- I'm sorry, but I need your help-"

You groan and look back at your house and then up to your room- Your warm, cozy room. "Fine. Whatever."

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You stand awkwardly in Theo's bedroom as he packs a bag. You look over at Boris, who was already staring at you. You feel a heavy tension, so you look back at Theo.

"You know, Theo, I'm still a little confused why you asked for my help- We're not... well, exactly best friends."

He doesn't look back at you, just closing the zipper, "Your dad's a cop, right?"

You roll your eyes, "So I've heard. He never shuts up about it."

He finally looks back at you, "And you hate your dad, right? You'd enjoy rebelling against him, right?"

"Where are you going with this?"

"I'm running away and I don't want anyone coming for me."

"You're running away. Why?"

Theo groans, before looking over at Boris for help, but he [Boris] didn't see his friends looked. He was too focused on something else; Something much better. Theo rolls his eyes, before looking back at you. "I can't... I can't stay here. It's complicated."

"How complicated can it possibly be? If you want me to help you commit a crime, you better tell me why or at least where you're going- You know, just in case."

"New York-"

"New York? That's all the way across the country! How do you plan on getting there?"

"It doesn't matter," He sighs, "Just know... I'm getting there."

"Why New York, specifically?"

"That's where he's from."

You finally look at Boris, nearly forgetting he was there, "Right... I get that, but like- It's so far away. What is waiting for you there is my real question."

Theo sighs heavily, "You just have to trust me."

"I barely know you and you're asking me to commit a misdemanour contributing to delinquency of a minor. If I was 18, that would be a felony."

"Good thing you're not 18."

You turn towards Boris, giving him a dirty look. He shrugs and you hear Theo groan, yet again.

"You don't have to do anything- I just, want you to... possibly give him inaccurate information," He gives you a pleading look and you sigh.

"Fine..."

Theo smiles, but you hold your hand out.

"BUT-"

A frown starts to grow on his face at a condition being tied to your promise.

"You have to call me when you get there. If you don't call me in at least 3 months, then I'm going to assume something bad happened and tell my dad."

"Fine!" He holds his hands out in surrender, "I'll call you."

"Okay, I won't say anything." You turn towards Boris, "Are you going with him?"

It seemed you weren't the only one wondering about that.

"And miss that face, who'd want that?"

You roll your eyes while shaking your head, "Well, I hope you find whatever you're looking for, Theo."

"Thanks Y/n."

---

"So, why is he really leaving?"

Boris looks towards you before frowning. "To skomplikowane."²

Your brows scrunch together as you stop walking. He notices and stop as well, while looking back at you.

"Why did you stop?"

"What did you say?"

He smirked, before etting out a small laugh. He tilts at you, making direct eye contact, "Nie jesteś dwujęzyczny? Myślałem, że jesteś jednym z tych mądrych Amerykanów. Ci, którzy mówią więcej niż jednym językiem; Nie ten głupi amerykański stereotyp."³

You groan before glaring at the male, which just causes him to laugh again. "I don't know what you're saying. Whatever language you're speaking, I don't understand."

His smile grows as you continue, and you frown when seeing it.

"Oh, you're doing it on purpose. Speak Russian- I understand that."

"No. I like messing with you. Łatwo wpadasz w złość i to jest zabawne."⁴

You sigh, but ultimately decide to drop it and just shake your head. "Whatever." You click your tongue, before looking at the ground, "Are you leaving with him?"

Boris frowns, for the first time, before tilting his head to get into your vision, "No."

---

A loud ringing sounded throughout your house, causing you to groan and cover your head with your pillow. You thought if they really wanted to contact you, they'd call again. The phone suddenly stopped and you sighed in bliss... Until it started to ring again.

You groaned, before getting up and heading downstairs, picking up the phone, "Hello?"

"Y/n."

You were taken a back when hearing Theo's voice. You had nearly forgotten about him, but now it was flooding back to you. "Theo?"

"Yeah," He laughs on the other end, "Yeah, it's me."

"God, I nearly forgot about you. You got to New York?"

"Yeah, I did."

"How is it?"

You can hear him sigh and you imagine he probably closed his eyes as he spoke.

"It's incredible, Y/n. You'd love it. You should come up here some time- Boris, too. Speaking of Boris, have you heard from him?"

You click your tongue, before looking at your couch, where said male was knocked out, "You know... It's funny you mention him."

---

Oh, there are no words in any language to describe what I feel.

It's complicated

Are you not bilingual? I thought you were one of those smart Americans. Those who speak more than one language; Not that stupid American stereotype.

You get angry easily and that's funny.

#boris pavlikovsky #yandere boris pavlikovsky #yandere x reader #boris pavlikovsky x reader #the goldfinch #yandere boris pavlikovsky x reader #yandere the goldfinch #goldfinch x reader #boris x reader #yandere boris #yandere boris x reader #theo decker #theo decker x reader

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w-wolfhard · 6 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 「 ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ 」

finn wolfhard characters.

mike wheeler!

༄ the other woman pt. 1┊pt. 2

✿ jealous

boris pavlikovsky!

✿ nothing

༄ glimpse of us

miles fairchild!

✿ small scare

trevor spengler!

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the outsiders.

ponyboy curtis!

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johnny cade!

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dallas winston!

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sodapop curtis!

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"darry" curtis!

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ifangirlalot · 6 months

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boris eating out reader hcs??

˗ˏˋ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ˎˊ˗ | starring boris pavlikovsky ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

~smut!~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] oral (fem receiving), some dirty talk, boris slipping into his native language (which is polish btw), broken english boris because that's adorable, angst

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

⊹˚.⋆ Alright. So this could go one of three ways. One, he's high and/or drunk off his ass, two, he's sober and is feeling particularly charitable, or three, his dad made him feel useless and he feels the need to prove his worth to you so you won't leave him for somebody else.

⊹˚.⋆ Let's start with Boris eating you out while he's drunk and/or high. He's actually pretty fuckin' messy, like Richie is, but like twice as much. He's also very noisy. He rumbles and grunts and groans, kind of like a car engine. You'd be laughing if you weren't moaning.

⊹˚.⋆ Boris is also a really big clit sucker. He'll push his tongue right up against it and flick it about until you're screaming his name at the top of you're lungs. And he wraps his tongue around your nub and sucks it until it's purple. He likes to nip at it and tug it gently before letting it snap back into place.

⊹˚.⋆ Honestly D/H Boris isn't eating you out so much as just licking and sucking. To put it quite bluntly… It's not the best experience, but he tries enough and always makes you cum.

⊹˚.⋆ If he's sober and it's just a good day for him, maybe he's in a really good mood, which is rare for him, he likes to overstimulate you with his mouth. He does it without warning as well.

⊹˚.⋆ He'll sink down to his knees at the most random of times. His favorite is while you're cooking. He wants to see if you can cook your meal without burning it while you're writhing under his tongue.

⊹˚.⋆ You could be in the kitchen just cooking something for dinner, and he'll just kneel in front of you and tug down your sweats with a cheeky grin.

"Ach, kochanie! Spread legs and let me play."

⊹˚.⋆ Sober Boris is practically a professional at oral. Plus, being a polyglot? The amount of movements that tongue can do? Oh good god, it's heaven on earth. Sometimes he'll roll his tongue while he's eating you out and just… AGH, so good.

⊹˚.⋆ Expect multiple orgasms, because once he starts he absolutely refuses to stop.

⊹˚.⋆ Now.. for when Boris needs to be reassured. When his dad has made him feel like nothing more than a piece of human garbage. When he's in this vulnerable mindset, nothing you do will dissuade him. He needs to do something, anything, to prove himself. To make sure he lets you know he doesn't want you to view him as useless.

"Bor, baby.. Come on, you don't have to do this.." "No, no.. Hush, moje serce.. Let me. Please."

⊹˚.⋆ He's very passionate with his tongue movements and he tends to cry a lot and whisper different compliments to you in Ukrainian, Russian, and Polish through his sobs. Sometimes he just desperately begs.

⊹˚.⋆ It feels good, as you'd expect it to, but fuck it's so hard to focus on it when Boris looks like he's falling apart. He's shaking, sobbing, begging.

⊹˚.⋆ At one point, he just stops giving you head and clings to your leg, begging for your love in Russian.

"Пожалуйста, о, пожалуйста, не уходи, я люблю тебя, красотка… Я буду добра к тебе до конца своей любви. Но, о Боже, не уходи..!"

T R A N S L A T I O N S

Ach, kochanie - ah, darling (Polish)

Moje serce - my heart (Polish)

Пожалуйста, о, пожалуйста, не уходи, я люблю тебя, красотка… Я буду добра к тебе до конца своей любви. Но, о Боже, не уходи..! - Please, oh please don't go, I love you, beautiful… I will be good to you until the end of my life. But, oh God, don't go..! (Russian)

#💭 ۫⠀HEADCANON.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚#⊹ . SMUT ۫ .#⊹ . ANGST ۫ .#boris pavlikovsky #boris pavlikovsky smut #boris pavlikovsky x you #boris pavlikovsky x reader #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard smut #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard x you #the goldfinch #tgf #mike wheeler #richie tozier #miles fairchild #ziggy katz #trevor spengler

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l0vem00nlight · 6 months

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♥︎ Russian Love ♥︎

Character:Boris Pavlikovsky

Genre:Fluff

Reader:Female

Warnings:None

“Ты выглядишь потрясающе, принцесса.” (You look amazing, princess.) Boris spoke with a charming smile that revealed his pearly white teeth. You smiled up at him softly.

“И ты выглядишь красивым.” (And you look handsome.) You replied. Boris chuckled.

“I see that you’ve been practicing.” Boris mentioned as he nudged your shoulder. You chuckled as you got comfy into your bed.

“Ну, я не могу позволить тебе повеселиться, любимая.” (Well, I can’t let you have all the fun, love.)

“Xa! Почему нет? Ты просто расстроен тем, что я всегда беру на себя все веселье!” (Ha! Why not? You're just upset that I always take care of all the fun!) You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend as he snickered. You weren’t upset at anything, you just wanted to return the loving favor. That’s probably the biggest reason as to why you started practicing Russian.

“Нет, я не расстроен, Борис. Я просто хотел иметь возможность вернуть любящую услугу.” (No, I'm not upset, Boris. I just wanted to be able to return a loving favor.) Boris’s smile got softer at your kind words. You smiled up at him before laying your pretty head on his chest, listening to that slow heartbeat of his. “Я так тебя люблю, Борис. Настолько, что не может быть неправильного ответа.” (I love you so much, Boris. So much so that there can be no wrong answer.) You added on. Boris leaned into you more.

“Я тоже тебя люблю, моя любовь.” (I love you too, my love)

#boris pavlikovsky #finn wolfhard #reader insert #fem reader #x reader #boris pavlikovsky x reader #the goldfinch #oneshot #russian #fluff

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theyy-luvv-freya · 6 months

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boris pavlikovsky dating head canons

Summary: Boris Pavlikovsky SFW head canons

A/N: I’ve been having Boris brain rot for the past few days so I made head cannons about him

Warnings: N/A

Definitely has Russian nicknames for you

“принцесса I love you”

“милый wanna skip school together”

Wants you to skip school with him and Theo to get high and drunk together

If his dad ends up hurting him, Boris will run to you and wanting to be cuddled, bandaged and reassured

He steals your stuff so that he has something to reminds him of you

If you, Theo and Boris are shopping together and noticed that you took a liking to something, he’ll steal it

He’ll cry on your shoulder when his dad makes him feel worthless, please tell him he’s not :(

You’re probably besties with Theo

You three all live together in Theos house

He’s affectionate when He’s sober But when he’s drunk or high then He’s really affectionate. He won’t let you go

Theo helps when y’all fight

Skipping school with him to get high and Make out

Meeting Theo first and Him introducing Boris to you

You and Boris either have the same aesthetic or You are really girly (pink, bows, dresses, girly makeup). There’s no in between

Boris speaking Russian and English in the same sentence

Picking up a little bit of Russian after hanging out with him for so long

Spending the weekends either in bed all day cuddling and watching Tv or swimming with Theo, getting high and drunk

Accidentally calling Theo ‘potter’ on multiple occasions because of being around Boris for so long

Theo being the cook between you three (you help every now and then)

Theo following you and Boris around to make sure yall don’t kill yourself or someone else

Sitting on the park swings while having deep conversations

Him giving your hickeys for fun, it’s not really sexual unless you want it to

I hope you liked it, This is my first time doing headcanons so don’t make fun of me.

#x reader #boris pavlikovsky #the goldfinch #theo decker #boris pavlikovsky x reader #fypage #tumblr fyp #i don’t know

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walmarttrashbag · 6 months

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Finnie & Characters Headcanons!

Finn Wolfhard & his characters x Y/n

Requested by: Anonymous!

I'm so happy it's not Yandere! It feels so much better for no Yandere to write with!!!

~First Date Headcanons~

Finn:

Finn, being the sweet guy he is, is a little nervous at first. He thinks you're so pretty. He pays for you even if you refuse, and you both walk in the park, before dancing around in the night. Really wholesome date for both of you. He drove you home and you shared a lovely kiss.

Richie:

Richie's so charming and charismatic, you couldn't help but fall head over heels for him. Going to the arcade and grabbing pizza. Believe it or not - He let you win Street Fighter! Richie biked you home that night and you kissed his cheek before you went in. He held his cheek, amazed, and biked home thinking about how lucky he was.

Mike:

You didn't know how he could afford a dinner date with his trusty 3.50, but you assumed he'd been working neighborhood jobs to earn the big bucks just for you. Rambles on about how much he misses El... It hurts your feelings so you stand up.

"Where are you going?" Mike would quickly say.

You looked away "I think it would be better to go."

Mike got up "Wait-" He ran over to you and kissed you. You felt weird weird looks from people but Mike grabbed your hand and dragged you into the men's bathroom, pushed you in a stall, and make out noises were echoing all over the bathroom.

Boris:

Let's be honest, Boris stole all the food and stuff and made sure his deadbeat dad wasn't here for anything. You were amazed by how much stuff he got away with stealing. Good food pretty candles, and even lots of flowers. Theo helped set up the place before going to bed. He woke up at 11 pm to hear Boris cursing in Russian and you moaning so loud your vocal cords could break.

Miles:

You were scared as fuck but he was actually incredibly loving. Opened up to you about his life, almost starting crying. The food was amazing, you thanked Mrs. Grose. You went upstairs to Miles' bedroom and almost fucked but Flora was too innocent for her little ears to hear such horrid noises.

Trevor:

You had lunch together in the ectomobile. Trevor sat close to you and put his arm around you, making sure no ghosts would get you, or at least that's what he claimed. You thought he was precious. You shared some kisses and stole bites from his food which he let slide this time. Almost getting killed by a ghost but Trevor resolved that quickly and reassured you everything's okay. You weren't let down in the slightest by this man.

Tyler:

Pizza was on him. He was so nervous, and you thought that was adorable. You gave him so many kisses. Tyler would've died if you weren't there to hold him close, muttering "Thank you" and "I love you". He was so head over heels for you.

Bobert:

Bobert was terrifying, but so mysterious as well. Not really any food to eat, but you laid down together and cuddled in the forest, so it was good enough for you. He was actually a great kisser, and he's earned himself a second date!

Hey! I'm so happy this isn't Yandere!!!! Thank you for requesting this!

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finnpavlikovsky · 2 years

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Boris Pavlikovsky x gn!reader

Tw: Underage drinking, underage smoking, and cursing

Lapochka: Translates to little paw or something cute

Potseluy: smooch ///////

“BORIS OPEN THE DAMN WINDOW” Y/N yells from outside the second story window, hanging on by a tree. Boris looks over the window, letting out a laugh and dropping his cigarette in the ashtray by his bed.

“What if I don't?” He raised an eyebrow, tapping on the window. Y/N flips him the middle finger, kicking the window.

“Impatient lapochka” he smirks, dragging the window up and holding out a hand.

“One of these days i am going to fall out of that window and die and it will be entirely your fault” Y/N chimed, hopping in the room and immediately punching Boris in the shoulder.

“My fault you spend your free time climbing up trees?” He joked hopping back onto bed.

“Your trees” Y/N turned on the small tv in boriss room, grimacing at the appearance of friends. Then they hopped into bed alongside Boris, grabbing the beer from him.

“I don't want to watch this shit”

“Nothing else is on” Y/N shrugged, downing some of the alcohol. Boris’s room was so cozy it felt like a different planet. His bed had about a million pillows and blankets, his walls covered in flags and the lights always dimmed. Y/N always struggled to stay awake when they came over, slipping into a sleep that almost felt like heaven.

“Y/Nnnnnn” cooed Boris turning on his side, with a pout playing on his lips.

“Yah?” Y/N replied, turning on their side as well. Boris stuck his lips out asking for a kiss.

“Not when you do it like that” said Y/N putting a hand on Boris's mouth. Boris puffs out his cheeks reaching up a hand and creeping it closer and closer.

“I swear on god if you tic-” Y/N was cut off by Boris pouncing on them and tickling them. Screams filled the air as Y/N twisted and turned away from the endless tickling.

“Potseluy Potseluy!” teased Boris, making kissing notices with his mouth.

“Fine Fine!” Y/N yelled, their faces red and them laughing uncontrollably. They reached up and grabbed Boris's face, pressing a hard kiss to his lips.

“Can we please watch Friends now?” whispered Y/N, pretending like their face wasn't on fire.

“Yes yes” replied Boris collapsing back onto the bed, a proud smile playing on his lips.

#Finn wolfhard #boris pavlikovsky #boris pavlikovsky x reader #boris pavlikovsky x gn!reader #the goldfinch #theo decker #gn reader #finn wolfhard x gn reader #miles fairchild #richie tozier #trevor spengler #ziggy

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