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ruskizzo · 5 months

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How I imagine the SAS team would react to finding a white mask child.

Smoke, Mute, Thatcher, Sledge

They weren’t exactly pleased to find a white mask— specifically a poor child, cowering into a corner with blood smeared over the white suit.

Thatcher instantly called over coms to know what to do about a child white mask, his eyes not once leaving you or the others.

Sledge was the first to talk to you, kneeling and allowing you to trust him at your own pace. He only asked a few questions, “you hurt?”, “there any more of you?”

He mainly made sure you were okay. It tore his heart seeing such a young child standing in a fighting zone with blood all over them, not to mention on a terrorist team.

Thatcher was the second to talk to you, coaxing you to calm down and talking about how they would transport you somewhere safe and cozy.

Mute and Smoke were the ones to stay quiet, not really sure what to do or what was going on. They really only kept guard, looking for any more white masks or any possible threats.

It broke Mutes heart seeing the child so frightened. He mentioned to take the gas masks off. Seeing how you screamed when they first appeared; four humans with guns and a massive hunk carrying a sledge hammer, scary. But overall he kept quiet, not sure what to do or say.

Sledge and Thatcher were the ones talking, Smoke kept close to you. He made sure you completely comfortable with them, smiling at you and attempting to cheer you up with cheesy jokes he made up randomly.

Mute just watched, his grip on his gun not once loosening. He eventually crouched near you and Smoke and ruffled your hair in attempt to make you smile.

Once Ash had commanded them to lead the child towards the medic and truck, Smoke was the first to lead you— a gentle but firm grip on your hand as he slowly led you out. Mute on the side, covering your eyes or attempting to block your view the best he could when you passed a dead white mask.

So sorry it’s not the best, school night and I was just really bored. :(

#r6siege #r6s #rainbow six siege #rainbow 6 siege #r6s x reader #r6s sledge #r6s thatcher #r6s smoke #r6s mute #r6s SAS #rainbowsix

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brokenpuns · 1 month

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was laughing the entire time i was making this

#rainbow six siege #r6community #r6 smoke #r6 fenrir #very rushed dont look too close but i couldnt Not #fensmoke #WAIT I JUST CHECKED THE DATE HAPPY FENSMOKE FRIDAY #my art !#screenshot redraw

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speebledorp · 1 year

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quick guess my fav color

(these were twt requests for valentines day but i forgot to post here wahhhh)

#(it’s blue)#art #fanart #rainbow six siege #rainbow six siege fanart #r6s #r6s fanart #montagne x blitz #ash x mira #smoke x lesion #jäger x bandit #this guys are so cute awh

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itskeej · 1 year

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listen i [sentence ends]

#art #digital art #my art #fanart #rainbow six siege #r6 smoke #james smoke porter #james porter #smoke #smoke fanart #rainbow six smoke #rainbow six siege fanart #rainhow 6 siege #artists on tumblr #artists on twitter

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retrodisaster · 1 year

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Rainbow is Magic 🌈

#r6s #rainbow six siege #rainbow is magic #r6s montagne #r6s thatcher #r6s ace #r6s sledge #r6s tachanka #r6s smoke #r6s kaid #r6s buck #r6s blackbeard #my art

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just-mint-to-be · 9 months

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I'm not sure if you do Smoke from R6s. But can I have one where he tries to force himself onto reader? They can be gender neutral. Thanks man.

My og main, bby boy (not so much in this)

NSFW: TW for noncon

James had never been one to shy away from a challenge; to him, it was the universe’s way of testing and tempting him to seek out greatness. So, when you continued to disdain his advances, continued to turn your back on him and give him a stubborn, but perfect view of that gorgeous ass, he persisted.

You were meant to be his, he was sure of it- no one, especially not you, could convince him otherwise.

‘Cheeky aren’t you? Making me work so bloody ‘ard for it,’ he purred, a persistent hand diving for your belt loop as the other held your pesky arms in place above your head. Deft fingers worked to pull down your pants as an adventurous tongue sought out the shell of your ear.

‘Please Smoke… Please James, I don’t want this,’ your pleading tone elicited sympathy in form of a soft temple kiss and gentle ‘shhh’.

‘s ‘okay baby, don’t worry. You know how much I love ya, I’ll take good care of you,’ he leant forward, exhaling deeply in the hopes you might loose tension as well. ‘Relax, let me make you feel good.’

The feeling of air hitting your now bare lower half was chilling, but it was the sound of his buckle hitting the floor that elicited a shiver. When his hand sought out the warmth of your core, you felt arousal brew; perhaps out of natural desperation, or an eerie, denied genuine need for his touches. James was convinced of the latter and even more determined to prove it.

His cock prodded at your rear, a far cry from any proper request to take things further, the spherical mass of your rear earning a playful slap as need glinted on his tip. ‘I’d say it’s about time you cut the high and mighty act and just be with me,’ with slow, screw like precision, he allowed himself to enter. Pain seared at first, but what stung more was the eventual pleasure that followed your body accomodating him.

‘That’s tha’ way,’ he groaned, a gentle thrust contrasted by a ravenous pant in your ear, ‘You’ll realise you love me y/n, that you need me like I need you.’ His hips went deeper, most vigorous, ‘I just gotta, fuck…’ he exhaled, ‘Get those feelings to the surface.’

#minty’s writing #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #Yandere smoke #Yandere some rainbow six siege #yandere rainbow six siege #minty’s rainbow six siege #yandere r6s #yandere rainbow six siege x reader #tw noncon

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jollybone · 2 years

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Where are they going?

@bl-beater's R6 OC Peacekeeper (right) and my OC Cicatrix (left) taking a nice nap on their way to some mission and someone took a photo of them. also feat. Smoke and his blanket haha

click for better quality

#rainbow six siege #r6 #r6 siege #rainbow six siege oc #r6 oc #r6 peacekeeper #r6 cicatrix #r6 smoke #oc #cicatrix #rainbow six siege smoke #fanart #jolly art #peacekeeper my beloved #also smoke is very done

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yee-harr · 17 days

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Smoke! For someone I rarely play I sure do draw this guy a lot 🤔

I did the line art for this piece a couple years ago and recently decided to colour it. Trying to use my old line-art was painful - but a fun challenge!

#r6s smoke #rainbow 6 siege #rainbow six siege #r6s fanart

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l3r40l · 6 months

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#r6s #r6s aruni #aruni #apha tawanroong #r6s smoke #smoke #james porter #rainbow 6 siege #rainbow six siege

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isopodsinmymailbox · 5 months

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rainbow six sieging or whatever🙂🙂

#rainbow six siege #r6s #r6community #smoke r6s #mute r6s #jäger r6s #jager r6s #james porter #mark r chandar #marius streicher #isoart #ill be honest siege fanart is not the first thing i expected to post after disappearing for 4 months #but then again this game lowk has me in a chokehold soo ermmmm🐌🐌🐌

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ojiisan01 · 1 year

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Thank you for buying me a coffee 💖💖💖

#rainbow 6 siege #rainbow 6 #rainbow six siege #r6s #r6siege #my doodles #my art #r6s kaid #r6s solis #r6s smoke #r6s lesion #r6s frost #liu tze long #james porter #tina lin tsang #jalal el fassi #ana valentina díaz

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rekas-writes · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 1: Claiming

Pair: James “Smoke” Porter/GN! Reader Source: Rainbow Six Siege

Type: One-shot - 1485 words Genre: Non-graphic Smut/18+ Perspective: Second-Person (You/Your)

Summary: Separated from your team during training, you find yourself cornered by the ruthless Smoke. Only, he seems very intrigued by your precarious position stuck between him and a brick wall (Set before his move to Nighthaven!)

TW: Steamy but no actual sex, just a lot of grinding, making out and biting. There’s a few swear words and he lovingly calls you a whore. As always, this is 18+ only!

A/N: I feel like I’ve been neglecting the other categories of my blog so I’ll be doing my best to touch every base haha. I made Smoke kinda mean + I kinda ran rogue with this and forgot the word counter- Enjoy!

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Nothing could’ve prepared you for your impending fate when simulated rubble blocked your path. Your breath hitches as you call to your team, reassuring them that you’d make your way back to them somehow. Ash nods an affirmative but there’s a concerned look that crosses your close friend’s face… But there’s not much you can do with the amount of bits and pieces in the way.

Quick and eager to regroup due to your nervousness on your own, you cautiously clear your way through some rooms, prepared to fight at any moment. You end up in a rather quiet area, far from the objective as you try and make your way back to your squad. There’s a certain looseness, feeling confident that most of them were at the firefight; covered in powder and aching from plastic blanks.

Though, it would seem you were rather too loose and didn’t look too closely at one corner as you felt the harness of your uniform get grabbed harshly- knocking you off kilter. The surprise left you open and easy to defend against, and much harder for you to fight back. You stumble and flail, cursing your lack of flashbangs while trying to shove your gun behind you to hit your attacker better than shooting blindly and possibly hitting yourself with the spray. There’s a pained grunt signifying success before you yelp, hand flexing at the twist of your wrist before you hear your weapon clatter uselessly to the ground. You’re spun- back shoved against the unyielding wall and your hands pinned in an iron grip above your reeling head. Determined, you struggle again but nothing gives in enough for you to break free, especially with your entire lower body trapped, making you sigh, ready to announce an embarrassing surrender before you hear a familiar chuckle,

“Nice try, love,” you can hear the smile in a certain chemist’s rough voice as he leans in close, his free hand unmasking himself to help calm you down from your adrenaline- showing himself as a vulnerable friendly rather than a pretend-enemy, “Pay more attention next time. Don’t let your guard down; no matter how quiet it is there could always be someone lurkin',” Smoke chides sternly, “Your real enemy ain't gonna hold you close like this either, and they certainly won’t be as drop-dead handsome,” he breaks into a grin, already dismissing the scolding tone in his naturally husky voice and you roll your eyes, almost so hard they strain.

Though, you are grateful for him taking it slightly easy on you, he could’ve just shot and tagged you out of the round. Plus, it was a good lesson better served here than in real battle. You were so close to being a proper operator, this simulated training match with and against proper, experienced operators being used to provide more realistic combat/ on the field experience as well as acting as a final test of sorts for each recruit on the cusp of being an official Rainbow Six Operator. It was a high honour you wanted more than anything with how much you dedicated to this path.

A large part of you felt so disappointed at being caught out so soon however, even if it was by your boyfriend, but it was soon replaced by a surprised gasp and hiss. He’d bitten your damn neck! James gives you a cheeky smile with a not so innocent tilt of his head, “Sorry,” he really wasn’t sorry. His hands wrapped around your wrists loosen, a quiet way to let you go if you wanted. You stay put, coy as you rub a thigh between his legs- pleased at the noise you pulled from his lips. There’s a glint in the SAS officer's eyes as he holds you firmly, biting again with a slight bit more force in rebuttal, making you whine and squirm in his grasp, “You just look so good in your new uniform, sweetheart,” he purrs lowly, the deep, more seductive tone replacing his playful one making you squirm a little more at the warmth that simmered beneath your skin.

You’d received your very own specialised uniform a few days before the skirmish, and you’d be a fool if you didn’t notice the way Smoke stared at the way you filled out the new gear. It was rather tight in certain areas, leaving little to the imagination, and he’d taken great notice given the way he squeezed your thigh with his free hand- appreciating the raw strength and muscle you’d built over your training, “And with the way you’re pinned and moaning so nicely for me… I don’t think I can resist claiming you,” he almost growls, and you have to stop yourself from so eagerly nodding your head,

“You want that, huh? Make you mine right here, right now? Want the others to hear you be a whore for me during training?” and you’re pleading with the way you grind so adorably against the thigh he so kindly shoved between your legs. His ego is instantly inflated at how needy you were for him already, biting his bottom lip as the edges of his lips turn up into a cruel smirk, “Or do you want me to leave you here? You look desperate enough to let anyone try to satisfy you,” he laughs under his breath at how quickly you shake your head, making barely quiet, little noises of protest- your mind still well aware of the danger of someone walking in, “Ah, ah, use your words, sweetheart,” he tutts with feign-disappointment,

“N-No! Mmn, ah, no, o-only you, p-please... Oh...! Only you c-can,” you cry and plead, rewarded generously with a hard yet sweet kiss and more appreciative squeezes and grabs to your form as you rock back and forth on his thigh. Smoke's hand strokes your inner thigh, so close yet so far from where you wanted him, your needy hips grinding the best you can against the sweet relief he offered so graciously. You don’t have it in you to argue with where his hand is, not when he had taken control of your mouth already- tongue curling expertly against yours. He tilts his head, letting every whine and moan fall into his own experienced lips. When he finally parts, there’s a string still connecting you and your eyes are half-lidded and hazy with desire. You crave more, need more with all your heart and soul. It isn’t enough, but you know you shouldn’t keep going if you want to keep your dignity.

Smoke bites a little harder when his lips trail from your own pair back to your already reddened neck, licking soothingly over the abused flesh. He kisses trail after trail to different spots, sucking and biting at each new patch of heated skin. You swear you almost hear a "mine" muttered under his breath at every angry, red mark. Each feeling of his teeth against your very pulse, of his warm tongue laving against every loving, deliciously sore bruise, of his soft lips against every inch of his canvas made you keen and arch into his embrace- dizzy with growing thirst and need. His insistent, thorough ritual of making sure every visible piece of you was noticeably his made your legs jelly and the throbbing between your legs intense. Yet relief was seldom as you could only sob at the lack of direct friction and touch.

Your mind was fuzzy; positively lost in your own yearning and his grip as the chemist’s hands travelled and grasped every sensitive, erogenous zone of your body- harsh enough to surely form bruises beneath your uniform. Your wrists kept themselves against the wall, unwilling to move and displease your boyfriend as he rewarded you with such pleasurable pain. James pulls back, a proud smile on his lips as he admires his handiwork: Your heaving chest as you panted through swollen lips. Your exposed neck littered with his hickeys with tired, red wrists hanging uselessly above you. Your unfocused, lust-clouded eyes and make-out-ruffled uniform ties the whole masterpiece together for him. His wonderful masterpiece.

You blink, disorientated and breath very much stolen as he simply straightens himself out- a simple brush of his hand fixing up his assault vest that was only slightly askew. The innocent, confused frown on your face at his departure makes him chuckle, smirking,

“I do believe we have a straggler left untagged in this round,” he reminds you of your current training with a wink, granting you a second chance at the fight, before leaning in once more and whispering into your ear, “If I were them, I wouldn’t let myself get caught,” Smoke flashes you a wolfish smile when he faces you fully once more, before clasping his mask back over his flushed face. It almost feels like he’s warning you about himself, more so than his teammates. You attempt to lean up slowly from the wall as you try and recollect your bearings, until you start hearing rogue footsteps nearing you rather quickly. Shit.

You take off with a wobbly sprint, shaky legs and clumsy feet trying to find purchase on the cement as you scramble off. James has to stop himself from laughing at the very awkward dash as he grabs and adjusts his weapon to make it look less like he just let you go. His other hand rests on an obstacle in front of him as he looks in the direction you’d fled, panting softly to feign catching his breath. Thank the gods for his baggy uniform pants, he was unbelievably hard after that.

It didn’t matter. He was going to catch you tonight, no matter where you ran. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#rainbow six siege #rainbow six siege x reader #r6s x reader #rainbow six x reader #smoke x reader #x gender neutral reader #r6s smoke x reader #r6s smoke #james porter #reader insert #x gn reader #x ftm reader #x male reader #x trans male reader #smut #nsft #kinktober 2022

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